Arkuhna
Wadel sat on the edge of the pool created by the falls, his pencil scratching the paper of his sketchbook. He had come to meet someone, but, since she hadn't arrived yet, he'd decided to draw the falls in all thir natural beauty. Thes elegant curtians of water were captured nearly perfectly in the picture, minus the color of course. The little Arkuhna was talented.
He tended to keep to himself at home, the others didn't pay much attention to him most of the time. Sometimes, he wondered if they ever noticed that he was gone. Ah, well. It didn't matter now. His trainer had sent him here, and he wasn't complaining. Nature was one of the best subjects to draw. Not to mention the few couples he'd painted in the last hour.
Wadel's thoughts turned to the female he was supposed to meet. He wondered what she would be like. Was she bold or shy? Polite, rude, or somewhere in the middle? Would she like art and, more importantly, him?
Oh! This was all speculation. Of course she'd like him! Most females did. Why, he'd even had a few of the females nearby give him affectionate looks. They'd seemed quite disappointed when he didn't come over to talk.