Jaden
Boing. Boing. Boing. A small, disgrunteled Anura hopped along, sand clinging to his moist skin. He hated the sand. All it did was get into the little crevaces under his limbs and stick there.
If Nari hadn't decided to find a Palmie, he wouldn't have come. He glanced back at the Albie who followed him. A tin bucket was tied around her neck, coconut halves clanking in the bottom. The bucket was to collect the sea water; the coconuts were like bowls. Azura had come up with the idea and sent them off in search of one of the little trees.
"What's wrong, Jaden?" she called with a laugh. "Sand in your skin again?"
"Yes!" he croaked back, jumping onto Nari's furry back. He began flicking out his legs and rubbing them together, his way of grooming.
The odd couple continued in this way for a while before coming into view of a large grove of palm trees. A light breeze swayed their tops, making them look very much like those tropical dancers.
"I'll go get the water," Nari said, stopping near one of the trees. Jaden hopped off her back. "You stay here and look for a Palmie."
"As long as I don't have to be in the sand." Jaden clung to the rough bark.