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Sprikole eventually asks Calicqo for lessons of the higher frequencies, to which she agreed. From that day forward, the two spent hours conversing but it almost backfired. Waiānenue watched. Every day she watched the two talk and talk. It didn't sit with her, 'They're just friends', she thought. 'Just. Really good friends.' But the jealousy only grew.
More and more the two talked and conversed, soon Sprikole knew enough he can have a clean conversation. Maybe not fluent, but enough. That night, he fell into dreams hands and drifted off. Hoping he'll see Waiānenue and can tall to her.
Morning, you'd think it would be warm. Yknow, in the fucking desert..? But NoOOoOO...its almost 46ºF. Creatures rushed so hotter areas due to low temperatures everywhere throughout Sonaria. Sprikole was scared. What if he forgot the pitch? How could he speak to her in this weather, the Banishii's all huddle, he's sure of it. He has to talk to her. It was too cold. Despite the different species, the Banishii's allow the Bazelii's and Felisio to come in and huddle with them. It was awkward, especially because of the rivalry between the species. The Bazelii's agreed to be in the front, most likely to get attacked. For the most they agreed, but Karyt was at high stakes. So Waiānenue took her and but her with the Felisio in the back.
Waiānenue went to lay next to Sprikole, currently asleep...