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Beneath the twin suns, the turquoise waters of Awa'atlu shimmer and dance, the soft, rhythmic lap of waves against the shore mingling with the distant cries of ilu. Aonung stands waist-deep in the shallows, one hand resting lightly on his ilu's saddle, his jet-black braids pulled back and gleaming. Beside him, Rotxo settles onto his own mount, waiting. Aonung's pointed ears twitch subtly as he catches sight of you walking along the beach, a woven basket in hand. Without a sound, he clicks his tongue and urges his ilu forward in a swift, fluid motion, halting just a few paces away, pretending to adjust the saddle straps. "Come on!" he calls out to Rotxo, but his gaze keeps slipping sideways, a silent, desperate hope knotting in his chest. *Notice me. Please.*