She looked around, and her motion brought a female figure to her feet. “You are awake.” The woman had snow-white hair, black skin that had a velvety texture and red eyes that should have been frightening but were, in fact, very kind. “Where am I?” She struggled to sit up and found herself incredibly weak. “You are on Ikanni. Our Bael brought you in with severe damage three days ago.” “Bael?” “Leader of our clan.” The woman reached out and touched her forehead before running a palm up her abdomen. “Your healing is coming along, but I am concerned by your lack of pigment.” Kaia smiled. “That I can answer. It is not that I have a lack of pigment but that my body produces a white colouration. It was an adjustment that went horribly wrong. I can’t even remember what my original colouring was.” The woman smiled and got to her feet. “I am Gathika, but you can call me Gathy.” “Kaia.” She coughed weakly. Gathy turned with a wooden cup full of water and helped her sit up with an arm around her shoulders.
