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Chief Olba's funeral was packed. Everyone was there, which was heartening, but was making Darel's mission of finding the Kulipari far, far more difficult. He finally spotted Quoba leaning against a banyan tree on the far side of the crowd. He managed to weave through the crowd to claim a spot next to her. Before he had a chance to even open his mouth to say hello, Burnu appeared, and sat down on Darel's other side. He offered a smug smirk when Darel glanced his way. Both Kulipari looked dramatically better. Quoba's coloring was approaching normal. As the ceremony started, Darel caught himself watching her out of the corner of his eye, and he

Dingo's hoot of laughter woke him up, and he blinked, surprised to see it was already dawn. His arms were pinned down, and he belatedly realized Quoba was still holding him tightly. Overnight she had somehow managed to work her way under all of the blankets and was curled up against him, only the top of her head visible. He immediately blushed, which resulted in another peal of laughter from the archer. “If you two are done cuddling,” Burnu said wryly, watching them from his spot across the campsite, “we've got a rainbow to chase.” Quoba huffed and let go, standing up. “Darel almost froze again last night,̶

Darel had always wanted to be a Kulipari. After stopping the scorpions and killing Lord Marmoo, he was one step closer to that goal. The Kulipari had settled into the Amphibilands, helping to train the frogs. One of the them was out in the Outback Hills as often as possible, as there was still a hole in the Veil, after all, and they needed to be vigilant for attacks. Darel was added to the rotation by the others, which made him happy, and probably made them happy to not be stuck out there as often. There had also been weeks of hard work rebuilding the villages that had been damaged or destroyed by the invading scorpions and spiders. Darel had