If they were the same thing, I'd be better at this, Nima noted, her tone humorous. It seems princesses need a little bit more complicated care than regular feedings and belly rubs.

The thought of her glowsloths improved Nima's mood further, as she thought of going to visit her herd again, checking and caring for her animals and playing with them in their rocky habitat, cuddling them close and enjoying the comforting smell of their warm, soft fur.

But the thought of the glowsloths also reminded her - how was she going to take care of them if she was sharing a body with someone else?

"The Western Air Temple," said Nima. They'd just have to get this sorted out as fast as possible, so she could go and get back to her daily chores again. "I know the way."