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Kamui continued to listen to Genesis but could sense another presence just behind the dojo door, not letting on that he could tell they were being eavesdropped on, Kamui slowly takes a step forward toward Genesis with his back toward the door to the dojo, and his eyes darting to the side of him to see the back door out of his peripheral vision but, then returning his eyes upon the man in front of him taking another step closer to him then saying.

"So Genesis what is your business here or is it even with me at all?"

Waiting for Genesis's reply, Kamui's azure crystals start o glow inside of his head as if he were anticipating something special from this man but, his attention was divided by something that was clearly human hugging onto the dojo door. Wondering what the human was looking for in the conversation, Kamui links the human behind the dojo door with himself then asks him telepathically.

"Is there something we can help you with human?"

A presence would suddenly appear in the basement of the dojo, it's energy signature was unique yet would have some familiarity to some that had encountered any of the brothers. Yet this did not seem to be Wolf, Ka'rinth, or Shadow. With shape shifters however appearances meant little so as the being rose from the cool embrace of the earth it clothed itself in hide and fur. On this visit it was forsaking a humanoid or canid appearance for a feline form. It's front paws hit the floor with a gentle scrape as it shifted to balance the weight of it's weapons as they merged into it's body once more. It then made its way to the stairs, powerful muscles rippling under taunt skin and fur that glowed in a ghostly manner. The white tiger's ears were erect as it allowed its mind to become almost entirely that of an animal and shouldered open the door at the top of the steps. Its eyes flashed greenish yellow with reflected light as it quietly padded into the training room of the dojo. It was to all but the most thorough mental and magical searches a tiger, and the only oddity was that what was white fur with black stripes in reality was black fur with red stripes in the mirror. A magical probe would find faint traces of demonic energy which may explain the oddity but again, much was hidden from viewers because it made the game all the more interesting when guessing and chance were involved.

The large white tiger slipped through the shadows, standing out dramatically as it moved to lie in a corner with it's tail switching from side to side as it observed the others in the room calmly. It yawned slowly and as it did large fangs were barred momentarily before snapping shut as it stretched and scored the floor with razor sharp claws. It seemed to be reacting more to the words about the building being a dojo more than anything else. Apparenly the tiger thought sparring to be good sport as well despite it's apparent disposition, in it's mind was a base thought more image than words that showed sparring and hunting as the same concept. Yet there was no image of the tiger itself in the thought, only images of humanoids and an odd infared perspective that they were occasionally viewed from.

Finally hearing the response from the hum behind the door, Kamui chuckles slightly to himself as he continued to look Genesis in his eyes with his own azure crystals that started to glow more and more with each moment that the excitement started to escalate. Noticing that Genesis' eyes taking on a new youthful integrity, Kamui smiles then places his paw over Genesis's own calloused hand with time worn fingers then shakes it vigorously.

"Very true that it is but, it is such a beautiful night I would rather stay out here if it doesn't inconvenience you."

With that Kamui takes back his hand then runs the same hand through his platinum blond hair, he lets the hair fall where it may as he looks upward, and his eyes are illuminated even more by the light of the moon while he prepares a response for the human. The response wouldn't be one of intimidation but one of wonder as if Kamui didn't know what the human was capable of he played it off like it didn't matter though.

"Better watch out my young friend curiosity does wonders for cats."

The voice in his mind chuckles slightly but, then his ice blue orb slit like a cats when he feels a new and darker presence then what he had felt in a very long time.

Still crouching the hand is pulled back to slip into one of the pockets in his coat, slipping in much farther than it looks like it should. A moment later it slips out with two long strands of dirty cloth caked with sweat and well worn. He slowly and deliberately begins to wrap his hands, starting with the right, though he spends a great deal more time ensuring the left is tight and secured properly, almost to the point of constricting blood flow. He doesn't even seem to look at his hands while he does it, only slowly nodding in time with the clicking sounds that rise from his two weapons.

It had been some considerable time since Truinthil's clone had come near the Dojo. He wasnt honestly sure that he had ever been there. He knew it had been rebuilt, however and that was enough to draw his curiosity.

So it was suddenly that he would appear on a tree near the edge of the woods that lay near and around the Dojo. Standing on the trunk of the tree, his long hair and clothing remaining as if he were standing straight up instead of sideways off a tree, Truinthil craned his neck up to look at the building that tarnished the landscape with its presence.

There were people in and around the building, fueling his curiosity. It was never up to question whether people would return to this base of sorts, but a matter of how long it would take. Obviously it didnt take very long, though he sensed no one inside that he knew for a fact once resided within the original Dojo. No. These were new people, perhaps even oblivious to the buildings history and significance.

Ultimately however, Truinthil wasn't sure he wanted to approach the place just yet. There was an oddly familiar presence within the building that made him cautious. It was familiar, but at the same time something new, and a feeling like that never made him comfortable. Perhaps it would be best that he observed for the time being. He would remain in his rather obvious, yet improbable position until he decided the time was right to approach in full.