Reyya and Hamilton
Reyya walked behind her companion, Hamilton. She couldn't firgue out why she had been stuck with the guy. He was lazy, she was not. He was quiet, she was not. It angered her that she had to go with him into the forest to look for beetles. Of all things, why beetles? It had been a rare occasion when he had wanted to leave the house, and, or course, he needed supervision. She had to make sure he didn;t hurt himself. She felt like a baby-sitter, which she was not. She could be out at a party somewhere, but she had to accompany him. She had volunteered, but she hadn't expected a day of beetle catching in the jungle. Suddenly Hamilton spotted something. He stopped walking and Reyya nearly collided with him. He shoved her away and pulled out a small jar from his bag. Then he stooped over and captured a rather ugly beetle. It was orange with huge, teal eyes. He chuckled at his triumph. "Isn't this fascinating, Reyya?" he asked the disgusted kuhna, who was staring at the thing with a look of disgust. "Yeah, real fascinating," she said sarcastically. "You sould really learn to appreiciate these kinds of things, Reyya," he said sternly. Reyya rolled her eyes and walked on with Hamilton scurrying after her.