With her new bow slung across her back, Nova followed close behind Aiyana through the jungle. After her initial shots on top of the treehouse, the clouds had rolled in, and the rainforest was… well, getting coated in rain. It was humid and their hair clung to their faces, but they continued on.
It wasn't like one of Tempakar's storms so life continued on like normal in the jungle. All the creatures and tribes even rejoiced at the rain as they ran along the branches. Birds fluffed up and showered openly, chirping about cleaning their wings. She was glad the big cats beside her didn't follow their instincts to chase the birds, especially when she can understand them.
"Eyes ahead, we'll go to the marshlands," Aiyana instructed, moving a low hanging branch aside with her staff.
"Someone's a little bossy today," Atia mused, bouncing along on the side, his golden-green eyes trained ahead, but twinkling in amusement.
