Chapter Two
"Vago you're alive! I can't believe this! I can't belive you found us! I can't believe this!" Moa spat this while wrapping her arms around her old friend. Rail just sat in the background unwilling to interrupt this reaquaintance.
Stunned at her reaction Bago returned the stunned reaction as he lead Rail and Moa back to his camp.
"How sis you know where we were?' Moa asked questioningly.
" I heard you and the rest of Kilatas screaming for mercy. I also heard the tribe's chant from the beach," Vago responded, "Are you hungry?"
"YES!!" Moa and Rail exclaimed in unison.
" I have this yellow fruit, and this green leafy vegetable."
"You mean you've collected bananas and cabbage," Rail retorted.
"He wouldn't know what they are. He's lived off of aethar his entire life," Moa stated in Vago's defense.
"If you lived of aethar, than why would you waste your energy looking for food?" Rail asked in a mocking tone.
" I thought they might be useful. Like you, I haven't been outside of the city before."
The three acquaintances fell asleep to the sound of a crackling fire and the calls of unfamiliar animals.
The bright sun was still unfamiliar to Kittiwake. He and the remainder of Kilatas were desperate for food. They had already lost twenty citezins the night before, unaware of their whereabouts or the whereabouts of Rail and Moa.
Half of the group left in search of food, while the other half stayed with Kittiwake in attempt to build a shelter.
Vago lead Rail and Moa towards the water source of the island. A beautiful waterfall came to view.
" Oh my goodness Rail, look how beautiful."
" Yea, its alright," was Rails reply.
Rail and Moa sat relaxed for a bit until they heard a rustling noise in the bushes. What could it be? Perhaps the island tribe?