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The day was beautiful. It was the perfect balance of heat and coolness that wasn't uncomfortable at all for this Fire Tribe male who continued his exploration of this world to search for others to call his friends. At the very least that's what he was looking forward to gathering some since his first encounter with a Ice Tribess. It was an interesting and rather lovely encounter that Cinead wanted to stay here in the greener world than go back to his desert world.
Whistling Cinead entered a world of endless plains with trees, flower, shrubs and so on all around him at different areas of the land. It wasn't anything like the volcanic world he had also visited since he needed to be in the hot world to keep from weakening. Yet now he was traveling through this gloriously lush land that was green. Everything was green. Even a moving figure was green.
Pausing, Cinead narrowed his eyes to stare at what he thought was a green figure and moving. "Is that a shrub?" He asked himself.