"i like that, something that represents all of us. maybe something hopeful" i continue, refusing to give up. besides, i would like to think we are all hopeful. "like, erm... new hope?" i try. thats too clich, besides there's got to be a hundred towns called "new hope" all over Ethernia by now.

"Oo, New Hope is cool....!" Caspian agrees. He, as opposed to Thema, is good with words as well as names, but too timid to add any ideas to the pile.

:you like it?" i ask, confused. i thought it was way too clich, but i guess not. maybe i'm just over critical? or over thinking things, perhaps. oh well. "do you have any suggestions?" i ask, eyeing him up and down "you look like a smart person, smart people have suggestions" i add, grinning and giving him a thumbs up.

Caspian blushes, kicking at a pile of leaves bashfully. "I'm really not that.... um. I like New Hope a lot, but if that's too common maybe.... Prospect? Harmony? Something like that?"

"i love prospect!" i gush, grinning from ear to ear "i was right! you are smart" i exclaim, pumping my fist. "do ya'll like that?" i ask, wanting the others opinions, i mean it would be rude to not include them.

Alastor Maine Walker
"I like the name," Alastor said.

Malis Python Cross
"So do I," Malis said.

Thang

He nodded silently, agreeing to the name. To be compleately honest, he would most likely had agreed to any names realy, he was never good with this kind of things after all, but it did made him happy to be included in the decision.

She shrugged, she heard the name before but didn't say anything for ruining everyone's mood, besides it was best if she didn't speak, she just kept humming to herself away from the ground Looking at the trees and other things, she was happy just preferred not to talk, it was a struggle for her to communicate and didn't want others to have a hard time to understand her so she just tossed her hood over her head and melted inside of it

i walk as i talk, turning and walking backwards as i chat. suddenly, the ground beneath me, and i flaa backwards into the ground.

groaning, i sit up, looking at what i stepped in. looks like i stepped in a ditch covered in leaves, guess that's why i thought the ground went out from under me. "i'm ok!" i say, giving everyone a thumbs up as i pull myself up. so, no walking backwards.

"so, erm, as i was saying, what do ya'll think we should build first?" i ask, brushing dirt and sticks off my butt and legs. i hate leaves.

She keeps walking silently, as long as she was able to hunt freely without feeling as being in a cage then she doesn't care, her tradition was to always hunt there own food no matter what or... who it was, she was starving and hungry and didn't have the taste for berry's to say the least