From within the territory of the Omatikaya clan, there crouched Lo'ak, who was peering into a small puddle created by the heavy rain from yesterday. He was observing his reflection, as well as the ripples in the water and the small bugs and worms who have already made the puddle their home. He wasn't paying full attention to the puddle, though. He was in deep thought.. about what is uncertain.. for now. He sighed deeply, sitting down on the wet grass, hanging his head low. What is he thinking?