Clohofe says I don't understand what it is to have a home. I travel often, you see, all over Neopia. Mainly by boat, because then whenever I'm landbound Polecat watches over it for me in the nearest harbour, which is a nice arrangement. I wouldn't like to force him in a fishbowl. That wouldn't be fair.
I spend a lot of time in Meridell, where Clohofe and Lapnia live. Clohofe tells me moonlight stories and Lapnia teaches me swordplay. There's the shop to look after, too, when there's things to sell. I can't forget that. Altador, too, where Aribual lives. I'm glad he's comfortable there. When I first met him I was scared, because he seemed so angry and so reckless. I couldn't understand why Clohofe wanted him to be adopted as well, because what would we want with a pirate?
I'm glad Clohofe won out, because Aribual can smile now, and play soft songs that suit the elegant streets of Altador.
And today, of course, we're in Neopia Central, on this beautiful day. I'm actually on my way to meet Sobai, and then we're heading to Brightvale to see Kasnu and Sylfio. So you understand, I don't have much time to stand here chatting.
I think maybe Clohofe's wrong about me not knowing what a home is. Home isn't just the place you were born, it's more than that. And home for me can be anywhere in this world as long as I know my siblings are somewhere in it, too.