[PRP] Learning how to speak again... [Nana x Kharai]

[NymiiNym]

Kithara padded across the forest grounds with a flick of her tail and grimace. The days had been growing harder as she remembered, briefly, her love for one fox. It was a silly thought, she had to remind herself, and she shoved it violently back. She was an Elder, she needed to stop fretting over herself and instead choose the foxes of her tribe to worry over. However, it was hard to worry over a tribe when the foxes seemed to be fairing just fine. For once, everything was perfect. Everyone was happy, if with a little tension. Even Tenma was feeling better with the reunion with Paige.

So, perhaps she had time to wallow for just an hour. That's all. She could.... let herself go for that long, right? It was allowed and permitted?

She didn't know where things went wrong. But they had. And now she was without the one person she had assumed would always be with her. Assumed. Maybe that was what went wrong. Assuming. Or perhaps her brother and her were cursed with love flying back and forth? That thought ripped a bitter laugh from her lips, eyes clenching shut as she turned her head. Cursed. Yet, Tenma now had Paige again and life was sound for him.

She at least was happy how things ended. Kithara was a master at keeping things civil. There were no harsh feelings directed at her ex, none whatsoever. Just an understanding that they could not be. It stung. She didn't like that phrase. But it was a phrase that fit well with the situation. It was the honest truth. It could not be, and now Kithara was here, resting on a rock and contemplating what went wrong.

She needed to stop before she drove herself mad.

 

[Reoakee]

Sweet and rich the blood from the doe wet Kharai’s maw as she finally just stopped lapping at the blood and started in on the flesh. She rarely made a mess when she fed like other foxes. No Kharai didn’t much care for the flesh of her prey but rather its blood. She took her time in feasting upon her prey’s blood before finally resigning herself to take in some of the meat. If only she could live on blood alone she would be happy, but she knew that flesh and bone helped to make her strong so they were treated as a needed nascence. When she was finished feeding she clawed a bit more at the corpse so that any lingering pockets of blood would show. After taking a few laps she decided she was done and left the kill for the other animals of the woods that would need such sustenance. Taking time to meticulously clean her fur she started to look for a quiet place out of the sun. Light was painful to her and so Kharai tended to only be active during the night. It was rather nice since her gray coat helped her to blend into most any kind of shadow. The bangles on her front paws clicked softly as she started out into the night embracing it like a lover. She had only ever been alone. Once she had met a fox who willing let her feed from him and that was nice, but he left and she had never did figure out how to find him again. It was rare to find one who would let her feed. It was so much easier than hunting, and so much less bothersome.
 

[NymiiNym]

Movement.

Red ears tipped with white and spotted with black twitched, eyes flicking to glance towards the woods around her single rock. She wasn't scared, nor did she take a hostile stance, instead simply waiting for whatever it was to emerge. Her large tail flicked around her strange form, wondering if it was a fox. The Elder flipped long hair from her eyes, red eyes narrowing as she tried to peer into the woods, failing and instead relying on waiting for the creature to pad out.

The smell of blood briefly reached her nose, tail twitching as a pang of hunger finally flickered into her stomach. She hadn't been eating much, too busy relying on her tribe and mind to give her solace. Food had become an option, and now it was reminding her of it. She wasn't in the mood to hunt, perhaps she'd grab something from the tribe kill when she returned.  

[Reoakee]

Still rolling high from her feeding Kharai didn’t rush. She didn’t want to have the blood slosh in her belly. Perhaps she had taken a bit much but she had rarely been one for moderation. Slinking out from the forest through a small clearing Kharai stopped and tilted her head. In front of her was a large creature. It looked like a fox, but it was so large. Keeping to the edge of the clearing she circled the form slowly. She wasn’t sure what to make of the creature. Female and definitely a fox.

As the wind blew she caught the scent of the other fox. It made her want to get closer. Unlike most others Kharai never focused on the smell of the fox itself but rather the possible scent of the fox’s blood. This fox’s scent was that of the forest and flowers so her blood must be a bit earthy but still have that lovely full sweetness right? Kharai was rarely wrong on such maters Feeling her muscles move she stopped and was shocked. Somehow when she had smelled the other’s scent she had crossed half the distance between them!
 

[NymiiNym]

Kithara had heard the woman before she saw her, the Elder's head whipping around as she heard movement at the edge of the clearing. Her tail flicked lazily, though her eyes stayed narrowed and curious. Hostility did not show, it never did with the woman, instead perking her eyes up as she listened to the movements. And then the fox emerged.

She seemed out of it, sniffing and moving as if she wasn't meaning to. She was an awfully pretty fox, Kithara had to admit. It was interesting how the blue and pink seemed to mesh so nicely! Her spine twitched as a breeze of cold air introduced itself to her, ear flicking as she curiously tilted her head and offered a gentle smile.

"Evening." Her firm voice greeted the other, her modifications clinking as she shifted slightly. "What brings you out here?"

 

[Reoakee]

The voice was soft but commanding. Kharai didn’t know if she liked that. She let her ears perk forward listening to the sound of the other’s bracelets clinking. “Food.” It was a simple enough response. She swallowed looking at the other vixen’s neck. She wanted to step closer but she was controlling herself for the moment.

Edging around so the wind wouldn’t bring that so tempting and sweet scent to her; Kharai found a seat to look at the other fox. “Yourself?” Why would another fox be out alone this late? Most of them preferred the painful daylight that made Kharai want to screech. Was this fox like her. “Need food?” It wouldn’t be too hard to find out. In fact she had had a plan forming in her mind. Let’s see how quick the bigger fox really was.  

[NymiiNym]

She watched as the other settled down, head shaking at the question. She didn't answer right away, instead offering a soft smile as she viewed the pretty fox. She seemed cautious? Was Kithara standing at a hostile stance? She was always trying to better her stances and expressions to seem as less hostile as possible, especially when meeting new foxes. Trying to lower her height slightly, the woman shifted until she was laying down, paws folding as red eyes peered from under black hair.

"Mmm, no." She responded with, flipping hair gently from her eyes. "I needed a break from my duties for a little. You mentioned you were searching for food? I can give you some from our storage if you'd like?"

 

[Reoakee]

As the other lay down Kharai felt bolder. She got up and closed more of the distance between the two; until she was a mere fox’s length away. Forcing herself to sit down and not take notice of that alluring scent Kharai zeroed in on the words instead. Storage meant others. She cast a quick around making sure they were alone. Her ears stayed alert for any noise. She had eaten so why would she be hungry again? Well save for that sweet taste of life just pulsing under the surface. “I have eaten.” If this was a trap she was ready to flee, still curiosity made her stay. She wanted to know if perhaps this fox.. the thought stopped her. If this fox were really like her than she needed a name to put to her. After all it wouldn’t due to keep thinking of her like the other foxes. Not when she was awake at night when the others dreamt safely hidden away. “Name?”  

[NymiiNym]

When the other moved closer Kithara flicked her tail to the side, in case it would be in the way. She caught that look the other possessed, calculating and thoughtful. This woman was most likely clever, a fox one would not wish to cross on a bad day. Again, the fox began to glance around, causing Kithara curiously to peer around as well. Did the woman expect a friend? Or maybe bad company? The Elder viewed the woman until she stated she had ate, nodding. Good.

"Kithara." She answered, flicking hair from her eyes as the peaceful Elder shifted her paws, again, and viewed the woman curiously. "What may I call you?" Something was strange about this fox, that much the Elder knew. Something in the back of her brain was warning her to be careful, and Kithara was. She could leap away if she needed to, safely. However, the woman had done nothing to harm her and did not threaten her, Kithara would show no signs of fear. She was not one to judge until another had committed an action, and even then her way of judging was rather.... peaceful.

 

[Reoakee]

Kithara an interesting name all things considered. Kharai liked names that were similar to her own. It was a small bias she seemed to have. She still didn’t like the idea of giving out her name to what could be a trap but she also didn’t feel like lying it was work to lie in her mind and a hassle she just didn’t like dealing with. “Kharai.” She kept staring at Kithara and could almost swear that she could hear the blood coursing in those vessels so close and yet out of reach. She wanted a taste of Kithara, but just going forward would be a mistake. “Why are you here?” She shifted her weight and looked around again. This place wasn’t particularly interesting. It was quite though. Kharai hadn’t seen other fox in the area when she had been hunting which made her feel better and much safer. Foxes might taste better but could be so much more dangerous if she were ever caught. Her bracelets clicked as she lifted a paw up and made a small gesture to indicate the area they were both in. She really didn’t want to hear a metaphorical answer or a joking one.  

[NymiiNym]

Her eyes watched the other, Kharai, and smiled in response. A nice name. The woman was blunt, it seemed, which worked for the moment for Kithara, who could be a poetic fox when she wished to be, was in no mood for games or poetry. She was content with responding just as blunt as the other and almost relieved that another did not expect her to be the wise Elder she needed to be for her tribe at the moment. It was a break, sweet and needed.

"Business." The Elder glanced towards the secret vampire, tail twitching and eyes glancing towards the side. "There is a white fox who I have been attending to lately. She has little will to take care of herself, it is my duty to attend to the sick needs." Ah, the nameless woman. The white vixen who refused to speak. Who was skin and bones, hiding from her world and hiding from anything outside of the cave. Kithara had stumbled upon her by chance and since had taken to trying to get her back on her feet. However, the woman wasn't recovering, and Kithara was wondering if perhaps the wound was mental, harder to mend and sew back together.

 

[Reoakee]

Ah so then this was really wasn’t like her and was just creeping about in the night to take care of a fox that might as well be put out of it misery. How quaint. Feeling a bit disgusted with herself for even thinking that she might not be alone in this world Kharai was losing interest in this fox besides the scent of blood. Perhaps she might just do the sick fox a favor and feast on it putting an end to it and sating the hunger that had shown its head speaking with this one. Tilting her head she tried to put on what she hopped looked like a concerned face. “Where?” That was as much a declaration that she would ‘help’ as Kharai was willing to make. If she could find this fox that was ill then this could be a most fortuitous night indeed. She backed up a few steps to make sure she had some distance between herself and the alluring scent. She very much wanted this fox’s blood. Why couldn’t she be the ill one? It would have made things swift and easy. There were few foxes that would let themselves be drained willingly.  

[NymiiNym]

Watching the other, the woman shook her head to relieve her neck of aches. The Elder was silent at first, considering her options. Would it be good for the white vixen to meet another in her state? Though, now that she thought of it, the woman was well hidden. If she wished company she would reveal herself, if not she would stay hidden. Red eyes viewed the smaller woman, her jewelry clicking once she shifted in place.

"By the nearest river." She answered, head tilting to the side to view the vampire better.

"If she wishes company or help she will peek out. Simply ask for her or greet her. She hasn't given me a name, sadly." It seemed this was all the woman would give for help or advice, deciding that she would check in on the woman soon to make sure she was alright.
 

[Reoakee]

Watching the other fox blankly she wondered if she wouldn’t give her the place. Did she know what Kharai was and what she might just do? When the larger vixen decided to speak Kharai watched not letting on her amusement. This other fox was alone and weak. It was prey. It didn’t matter if it poked its head out or not. Kharai would know if it was there and hunt. Nodding her head Khatai was tempted to just leave, would this fox follow? Would she leave? Now that she knew this fox wasn’t like her Kharai was viewing her like she viewed other foxes. As prey to be hunted or avoided depending. This larger fox was to be avoided. Shrugging Kharai remained where she was not making any effort to further their conversation.  

[NymiiNym]

Kithara eyed the other, ear flicking. The Elder wasn't dumb, she would check in on the white vixen soon to make sure things were alright. She'd need t stay nearby, if she smelled a fear scent she would come running. The woman nodded her head, raising from the rock and shifting positions.

"I will come visit in an hour or so." A gentle warning. The Elder folded her paws and yawned, shaking her head and allowing her feather to shift sides.

"Until then, I will rest in the moonlight. Don't mind me." With this, noting the end of their discussion had come already, she curled her tail around her form and sharpened her claws lazily on the rock, returning to viewing the night sky.