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Saiaku closed his eyes, resting his head back down on his paw. "There was some black and grey vixen roaming about. She had a bone mask on, too. It was rather... odd... if not somewhat frightening if you ask me," he replied. "She did not seem violent, but then again she just looked at me with grey eyes for a brief instance before going off on her way. I did not think to much about it," he explained with a shrug. "You can chase her if you like. She's off in that direction." He gestured to the north with his dangling paw. He would just be happy to be rid of the two for the moment so he could rest in peace rather than be interrogated.




Why were there so many foxes in her territory?

The black and grey vixen pondered this with a low growl. Most of the time she was rather detached and did not care much if there was a fox simply passing through this area she called her home. Yet there were so many of them here... It was ridiculous to her. And they all seemed like they were here to stay. She had heard them talking, speaking of a "tribe" to be established here. She knew what those were, having thought of establishing one herself. Though she could not stand the thought of having to move due to a group of foxes unknowingly inhabiting her territory.

The white, black, and red bloodsplattered fox was concerning. He seemed to be the leader. He also was a vampire. And the clothed fox, the one with the blonde hair and icy paws, he was a vampire as well. She knew of those creatures as well, though she had long thought that the world was rid of them, not that she really cared. She did not mind the creatures of the night.

Nex continued to meander through the forest, eyes scanning the area. There were too many of them... Far too many...

He sniffed the air as the rather familiar scent wafted by. 'Tanoki...' He did not expect to see her again for quite sometime, despite the fact that they did have a litter of four together. The black 'Daeva found himself wondering if she had brought the two other children, Agni and Ki, with her. Ryuu and Tatsuo were already here. It would be odd to have the family -well, some of it, at least- here in one tribe. He was used to being so distant from other relatives, such as his father from Bamboo, his mother from Akatsuki, his half-brothers from either Akatsuki or Kousetsu, his foster brother from Lunarie, and the list continued.

Osoreru flexed his claws, turning his attention away from the other creature that him a little more curious than he should have been. It must have been his normal side, for he was not a "Pureblood 'Daeva", after all. A look of agitation crossed his visage for a brief instant as the thought passed over him, but the thought was gone as quickly as it had come, for Tanoki was no more than fifty meters away from him. A smirk formed on his maw as he sauntered over towards her. "Fancy seeing you in these parts," he spoke, flames licking the entrails of fog coiling around his white paws and silver bangles.

Koumori looked at Caelan, though his eyes retained a look of deep thought. He contemplated Caelan's proposition for a moment, eventually sighing. There were so many new foxes lurking about the lands, so many he would like to meet. News had reached his ears of Kane and Aido bearing children as well, so he had to go see for himself. "Tell you what," he began, gazing out in the direction Saiaku gestured in. "How about we split up? You look for this masked vixen and I meet up with some of these other foxes roaming around?"

Taiat was lost, hungry, and miserable. The little kit had no idea where he was but the land didn’t scare him as it might have for other kits. Taiat enjoyed the misty woods. They felt calming somewhat mysterious. The only thing that made the kit miserable was the occasional rumble from his empty stomach. Maybe if he was lucky he would be able to find a pond or a lake to go fishing in. Taiat hated getting wet, but it was better than starving. Continuing his travels Taiat thought he heard voices. Creeping slowly and hiding behind one tree after another Taiat eventually came close enough. One of the voices said something about meeting other foxes. Taiat didn’t want to get caught by whomever those voices belonged to. If they were mean foxes Taiat would be in trouble; if they were kind foxes Taiat would be questioned as to why a kit was out in a place like this alone.. Adults always asked and then when Taiat wouldn’t answer he would be yelled at and told to leave. Taiat didn’t want to be kicked out of the woods just yet, there was something that he liked about this place. Trying to slither away even more carefully then he approached Taiat only hoped that he wouldn't be noticed.

What was that infernal stench?

Koumori's blood red eyes snapped open, nose wrinkling with disgust, muscles tensing, tail lashing irritably. Good god, it was horrible. He could not remember the last time he had smelled something so disgusting, or even if he had ever smelled something as terrible as this filth. What was this filth, and what was it doing on his tribe lands? He dug his claws into the ground, a low growl emitting from his throat. Was this a fox? How could any fox smell so revolting? How could it smell so terrible that he could smell it even though he could not see it? He stood up, agitated as if he had not eaten — or drank, rather — in months, debating whether or not he should investigate this wretched stench, or let someone else investigate for him, after all, he assumed the entire population of the area would gravitate towards this revolting smell. Though he conceded; letting everyone else do the work would make him a terrible leader, no?

With an aggravated sigh, he hopped off the rock he had been pleasantly napping on, growling. He walked in a very practical manner, stride even and long, eyes focused. He was going to find the source of this repugnant stench, and vanquish it... or at least make it leave. It would not be very leader-like for him to go off killing everything that caused him distaste. That would dissuade potential members, no? He huffed inwardly, a little more agitated than he had been a few moments ago. The fact that he had to care about leaving a good impression now... this was a new concept, and he was not sure if he liked it or not.

It did not take him long to find the source, a white vixen. It came as a mild surprise. How could a vixen smell so... Oh, that vile creature. That awful, miserable wretch. How the hell did one of them wander here? Good god. She smelled worse than the rest of her kind, or he simply could not remember the foul stench. He probably repressed the memory, with good reason. He growled, emerging from the shadows, eyes fixed on the... werewolf.

"What do you want?"

If it was possible for Blanca to flick her ears back even more, she certainly did. This new male reeked of blood. All she could smell was blood, blood, and even more blood. Your usual fox didn't smell like this, even after a hunt. No, this was different. He seemed to be different?... Ack. No. He was just.. Ugh, 'Deities, this annoyingly strong scent. It was like being thrown into a den of fellow foxes or something, there was no way you couldn't smell it! Blanca tried to push aside the scent of blood, forcing herself to ignore it as much as she possibly could, attention now on the fox himself.

This... really rude fox.

Oh hell no, this wouldn't do. At the less than friendly greeting she was given, the vixen pulled back her lips, whipping out a quick snarl in return. You didn't just go up to someone and growl at them like that! Who in their right mind would even do tha-... Oh. Oh. She understood perfectly now.

"Shouldn't that be my line?" Blanca said, choosing to put on an annoyed scowl, small in size but more than enough to show how she was felt. "What do you want, bloodsucker? I was just passing through, hunting down a small meal for myself. I'm not looking for company or... trouble. No. I'd rather not have to deal with anything like that today." She suddenly gave a soft chuckle, sneering a little at him. "Look at you, you're acting like you own this place." She continued to sneer until a thought occurred, her scowl returning. "Do you?..." Her gaze momentarily turned to Laythe as he passed by, tail giving a few flicks. That male had a rabbit in his mouth.. Was that her rabbit, the one she had been chasing down earlier?... It appeared to be so. "...Hm." Well, at least her chase had resulted in someone getting fed.

Blanca's gonna be a Scout~ :U <3