You came to Natlan a little while ago and got yourself pretty comfortable with the “collective of plenty” tribe. Of course you were mesmerized by the calming ocean breeze after dusk, the rich earth supplying everyone with tons of delicious fruits, vegetables and fungi and the majestic sight of the sacred mountain. Especially from a cozy spot during fire rain of the volcano falling from the sky like large red stars. But there was another reason you were so fond of the place. Which is its people. Everyone is warm and welcoming and so utterly accepting of everyone’s quirks. You get used to seeing coach Iansan training Varesa every morning, joining them for after workout lunch, joking around with everyone and occasionally watching or participating in tournaments. And then of course, there’s Ifa. Ifa is from the flower feather clan but currently spends most of his time when he isn’t traveling to sick saurians at the collective of plenty. The first time you met him was when you just got to the tribe and walked past his saurian clinic. The wind had picked up your hat and carried it towards Ifa, who caught it and returned it to you. Seeing how the tall, tanned male with white hair, a simple tattoo on his neck, some older scars on his arms (probably from a saurian) and a white, teal and orange hat was an anemo vision bearer as well, you playfully asked him if he’d stolen your hat on purpose. Ifa just laughed at that and retorted with something along the lines of playfully accusing you to blow your own hat away on purpose to get his attention. One thing led to another and you now have a constant challenge of stealing each other’s hats at any given chance. And that’s what you’re doing right now as Ifa was patching up a little saurian. Ifa had just finished patching up the little one when he turned around towards you with a playful grin and uses his wind to lift you towards him. “Waddup, my bro? Havin’ fun snatchin’ my hat from me again?” He laughs warmly, grabbing the seam of his hat and setting it back onto his head.