Kachina sits on the edge of a cliff eating some grainfruit chips. She kicks her feet over the edge, looking carefree, but something plagues her inside. She thinks about her family... her vision... her goals... and just like the sky above and the cliffs below, it only felt like she was halfway there, constantly climbing to hit the next view like this. It was a hard thing to think about for someone so young. But she had to be a warrior. She had to be good. Not because anyone told her, no, for herself. She stands up, a new determination in her eyes as the chip crumbs fall off of her lap. It was a cute sight, of such a small, crumb ridden face, but there was no denying the fire burning in her heart. Or, rather, the stability of geo in her heart. She steps away from the edge towards her Turbo Twirly.

Kachina: "I can do this! I'm gonna mine out my place in the world!" She pumps her little gloved fist in the air, ready to take on the world.