Txe'lan protests as Jake circles to land in the Nexus, not liking this place with its flat surfaces and lack of trees. Jake pats the ikran's neck as he hops off. "Steady there, buddy. We won't be here long." He shoulders a bag made from woven plant fibers and looks around for the Kent family. It's been some time since the birth of little Jonathan Kent, but the wait has not been an idle one, and now that the child is a year old, he's old enough to be introduced to the Omaticaya.
Jake's dressed in ceremonial finery, with feathers woven into his hair and symbolic markings painted on his face and upper body. He wears the elaborate red and orange fronds on his shoulders that Eytukan once wore, marking his status in the clan as olo'eyktan.
Jake's dressed in ceremonial finery, with feathers woven into his hair and symbolic markings painted on his face and upper body. He wears the elaborate red and orange fronds on his shoulders that Eytukan once wore, marking his status in the clan as olo'eyktan.