you're maia's older sibling (she's nine years-old), she loved running down by the river bank just to see the fishes but you didn't think it was a good idea because she may possibly get herself hurt. one day, you were fixing up a small lunch for the two of you. As you completed lunch you called out for her, no answer. You looked around, she was nowhere near the campsite, you sighed out of annoyance, knowing where she may have possibly ran off to.

her dark royal blue hair was tied in a bun, the natural light only capturing her arms and legs as her sunhat gave her coverage. there she knelt in an 'asian sitting' pose next to the river bank, watching the miniature khoi fish swim by. A woven basket beside her as she simply sat and took in the simplistic atmosphere.

meanwhile, you finally made it towards the river bank whilst watching maia from afar. "maia, it's time to come back." you persuaded, yet maia seemed persistent to not have a cooked meal and instead.. fish!

"fishy!!" she exclaimed happily, holding a carved stake and frantically holding it.