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 Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 10:31 am
 For what seemed like the first time in eons, the weather was finally looking up. The ground was a little wet from March rains and it was a little more windy than she would have liked, but the sun was shining and the birds were singing. Such a lovely day to be outside to play! Only one problem... Hex couldn't find anyone willing to play with her.
All the adults she came across would lecture her into acting her age, and she couldn't find any kits around either. So what was a playful kitsusagi supposed to do? Well... keep looking was the only solution Hex had.
She wandered around the yard outside of the kitsusagi headquarters in hopes of bumping into someone who shared her interests. She longed for a game of tag or hide-and-seek, or even someone who she could braid flowers together with... anyone! Living with a paranoid 'old man' all day was boring, she needed action and fun.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 4:26 pm
 Puddles, Eve reasoned with vigorous glee, were quite possibly the only reason that storms needed to occur - an acceptable trade-off after fearful sound and lightning-jagged terror had compressed several nights into an experience of perpetual misery and chill downpour. She'd already forgotten the unhappiness of the past to the allure of her impermanent ponds, a game of splashing around in little dimples of dirt and water entertaining enough when the sun had warmed them to bearable temperatures. The scaled creature's paws were already caked in damp soil, and her lithe body was fast on its way to becoming filthy, fur and clothing streaked with muck like clumsily applied markings that paid no attention to the difference between flesh and fabric. Only her cloak had been spared, and that was due in part to having taken it off early on to drape it over a low-lying hedge where she could retrieve it after finishing her exercise. The jacket was particularly hard to wash, and her newest friend had already expressed a dislike of "dirty" things. The result was that she was growing a little cold, exposed to the windy weather without her second skin of sorts, but the combination of heat and exhilaration was enough to stop the early onset of sluggishness.
The kit-like female pranced around and stirred up mud until finally collapsing with a breathless giggle, kicking her paws up into the air and staring at the upside-down landscape curiously. Clods of wet clay flew from the motion of her feet, but she hardly noticed the splatter as she spied something nearing her location. The girl's tails flicked in immediate and warm greeting when she identified it as another kitsusagi, someone she did not know walking around the more manicured portion of the yard and looking somewhat discouraged. Were they lost? She was lost all the time, but she really didn't mind it so much; it wasn't as though Eve really had anywhere she needed to be or anyone to report her whereabouts to.
"Hullo," She called brightly, rolling up onto her side and planting her front feet into the squashy ground, flicking some of the accumulated moisture from her ears. "D'you like mud?" Her inquisitiveness was a little wrapped up in the same substance that she was, but the prospect of having someone else to romp and make a mess with was enough to make her grin expectantly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 5:26 pm
The sound of splashing caught the other kitsusagi's attention, forcing her to walk in the direction. However she didn't catch where it was coming from until something else joined in - a voice. Ears twitching Hex looked around until she spotted a brown, mud-caked female. Immediately her red and silver eyes lit up.
"Hi!" She announced with equal glee, prancing over to her. "Of course I like mud!" The half-masked kitsu leaped towards her, landing in a puddle in front of Eve with a splash. After the remaining droplets from her bombardment had settled she looked up at the other female happily. "I'm Hex, whats your name?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 11:39 am
Her hopeful demeanor was rewarded almost instantly by a return greeting, the detonation of water and soggy earth in her vision causing the blonde to issue a soft yip of delight. "That's gooooood." She batted at the plummeting droplets before aiming a tiny splash in the other female's direction, pleased to hear her passion was shared. Scaled ears perked when the name was spoken, a soft purr pouring from her chest and throat at having acquired it without being forced to ask. "I'm Eve," She volunteered just as easily, sinking down and wiggling her body forward like a furred grub to peer with unreserved fascination at her fellow kitsusagi, neglecting to notice the the slimy mud that crept into the sleeves of her shirt and down her neckline. The halfling was unaware that such rapt gazing had the potential to make the dark-haired creature uncomfortable; it was mere observation, a burning eagerness to become familiar and friendly before some unspecified time limit was reached and she lost her chance.
"Your eyeeeees. They're so pretty! Do you see stuff the same in both of them? Or, or... issit different?" She wove back and forth, the movement almost serpentine as she tried to determine if she would be perceived inconsistently in the mismatched stare. "Do they come out?" She asked before her first question had cleared the air, skipping back into a stand to bounce merrily around the chocolate-colored Hex. "Careful if they do, you might lose 'em in the muuuud. It's not good for losing things in, just for playing. And mess-making, I think... do you wanna play?" The thoughts came and went without much to hold them fettered, sensing in this companion a similar drive to enjoy the day rather than endlessly talk about it. It had taken sudden spark of enthusiasm in an otherwise wet world and now Eve had a playmate.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 6:22 pm
Hex had never found someone else her age that held the same enthusiasm and eagerness to explore life to it's fullest as Eve. Grinning she splashed her back with the muddy water, wiggling her rear in the murky liquid as the other female rattled off words. Totally comfortable with Eve's odd approach, she waited until the talking was finished before answering all of them in a single stream of words.
"Thanks! I like my eyes too, but I gotta look in a mirror to see them so I sometimes forget what they look like. I think this one is the red one, I dunno. Maybe thats the white one. Everything is the same and my white one sees just like the red one even though you'd think it wouldn't! WEIRD HUH?! My eyes don't come out that's silly! Do yours come out? I wonder if you'd hit on the back of your head or maybe sneezed with your eyes open and FWOOOSH! Out they'd go! I wonder if anyone has ever tried that? Have you tried that? It would be horrible if I lost things in the mud, but it would be fun to dig around and find them! But then I wouldn't be able to see!"
After her long spew of words she paused. "YAH! I'd love to play! I like to build things in the mud, don't you? Like... CASTLES!"
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 6:40 pm
She tried to dodge around the counter-swell of water with a giggle, her tails thumping wetly on soil and leaving wide brush strokes across the ground as she enjoyed the moment. This was already more fun than she'd been allowed to have in a long while, Hex's blithe acceptance of her spurring the naive girl on. Usually, there was some opposition on the other side, something mature that defeated the simplicity of her attempts and left her feeling uncertain. But her nature seemed to call to a similar one in the brown and white being, a shared appeal for merriment that was easy enough to hold tight to in their current surroundings.
"Yupyup! That's the red one," She assured the female, listening with a piqued expression as the explanation continued on, gladly maintaining interest. "Mine do! They pop out and roll around and you can still see things, but they look mighty funny." She volunteered, lifting her paw up toward her face before pausing, examining her dirty toes with a wrinkled nose. "Uh, show you later?" She promised with a dainty wave of her claws, trying to dislodge some of the muck. "I'll get 'em dirty, and they're hard to clean. Way hard. Even more than my jacket. Did I show you my jacket?" She turned around in a half-circle, trying to remember where she'd put it. "It's long and brown and warm... where did it go?"
Thoughts of her missing cloak were dismissed when Hex's suggestion hit her, ginger-colored eyes growing wide as saucers as she hopped back around, mouth slightly parted with shock. "We can make castles?" She half-gasped, so entirely taken with the idea that she rocked a little in place with sudden ambition, wanting to start right away. Eve reared back up onto her hind legs before diving forward to bury her paws into the yielding dirt, happily gathering the building supplies into a pile with wide, swooping motions. "Can we live in them too?" She asked, raising her mud-splattered features as she continued to work, her bangs dripping rust colored marsh water over the left side of face.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 11:23 am
Hex had always been in much the same predicament. Everyone she came across would lecture about how she needed to grow up, settle down and find a mate, enough with the childish playing and goofing around. She didn't see it that way at all though. Having grown up alone with no one to play with, most of the time she would drift off into her own daydreams and play by her lonesome. However now that she could wander around by herself without parental guidance, she wanted nothing more than to find playmates and spend her days rolling in the grass, staring at the clouds, and climbing trees... and building mud castles, of course.
"DUDE THAT'S SO COOL!" Hex shouted, having never known a kitsusagi that was able to remove their eyes and then put them back in. "Have you ever lost them? Like... could see where they were but ran into a tree or something?" She laughed. "I think I saw your jacket somewhere, was it on a bush? I walked past it." The eager female looked around as well, but in her haste missed it just as much as it's owner. "I don't wear clothes, gets in the way sometimes. How come you wear clothes?" She asked, ever curious, but so talkative and excited she continued to ramble on.
"You've never made mud castles before?!" Hex nearly shouted, astonished. "I'm going to show you the tricks of the trade! We can only live in it if we make it REALLY REALLY big though. I dunno if we have enough mud and you should always start out small!" She instructed, puffing out her fluffy chest and taking the role of teacher. After scooping up a large ball of mud into her paws she continued her instruction.
"First you gotta find the right KIND of mud. Like this!" She held the mud ball up to Eve. "See it has no rocks and it's not running between my paws all icky and watery. It's good for building!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 11:56 am
The shout caused delicately scaled ears to flip back, the gesture more surprised than negative, though she quickly recovered to glow with appreciation at the sentiment. No one she'd spoken to had seemed to approve of the idea of removable eyes before, at least not with the zeal Hex displayed. "Lost? Um... well, this one time, I let one roll around and it fell down a biiiig hole, but I dug and dug and found it again and popped it back in. It was dark down there, but I can see with 'em, mostly." It was dizzying at times, vision reeling as the spheres tumbled down hills and gentle slopes while she chased just behind them, trying to catch the errant organs and cram them back into the appropriate socket. "I run into trees all the time!" Her tails darted delightedly, wondering if Hex had somehow witnessed one of her more clumsy sessions where both eyes had been removed and she'd been forced to carefully track them, tripping over herself and unseen objects. "And rocks too. Sometimes people. S'why I don't like to take 'em both out at the same time~ people get mad if you bump into them, even when you say sorry." She had been lucky not to have permanently misplaced one of her eyes in her games, though it never occurred to her to be wary of thieving birds and fellow mammals, naively convinced she would always recover them in the end.
News of her garment's whereabouts made the girl settle instantly, her brow furrowing lightly at the question as she considered it, tugging at her crimson tunic in thought and managing to slosh further mud down her front. "It's 'cause I get cold real easy. They're warm and nice, 'cept for they're dirty and wet now." She pawed at the caked mess, attentive to it for the span of a second before another exclamation ensnared her. "Nu-uh! Never have. Big is good, really good. Can we, please?"
The girl hunkered down excitedly onto her accumulated lot, observing the masterful techniques her co-builder put to use and trying to mimic the efforts as best she could. Her toes scraped up the substance, forked tongue flicking out with concentration as she worked. "Small... okay, like, um..." She held up her own example, looking doubtfully toward Hex and hoping for approval. Her ball was slightly misshapen, but she couldn't feel any of the stones she'd been warned about when she nosed into it to check, staining her muzzle with chestnut. The female's eyes watered for a moment afterward before she sneezed, sending a thin mist of muck out into the air. "... Sorry. Like this? Don't look very... ball like though, huh?" Her face fell a little, trying to smooth it with calloused pads and better imitate the example.
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Posted: Wed Apr 02, 2008 6:17 pm
"Don't worry, I've tripped over people and trees and rocks before too." Hex laughed, then watched as she tried her hand at making her own ball of mud. She flinched only slightly at the sneeze, mud specked over her equally brown fur and flecking the white half of her face as well. "S'ok!"
"Do it like this." The kitsu moved the ball of mud back and forth between her paws, molding it even more to the curve of her digits - more and more into a circular ball. Once it was the right size and shape she tossed it up and down slightly in her grasp. "Like this!"
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2008 7:40 pm
Eve snuffled and wiped her nose on an equally filthy foreleg, murmuring another apology as she inched forward to rub the scaled portion of her face against the other female's, attempting to transfer the wet dirt she'd flecked her with and managing only to smear it into armored patterns. Once the exercise was finished, she leaned back to watch Hex's demonstration more carefully, tilting her head from one side to the other as though wishing for a complete view of the proceedings. Her hair continued to drip with slick, green-threaded water, obscuring her vision occasionally and forcing her to blink the stinging stuff away. It was difficult to hold still and learn for long, but the kitten-ish girl had become invested in the task once she had acquired a teacher who honestly seemed to care about how well she did. Of course, there was also the incentive of a permanent dwelling she could proudly say she'd helped make herself and could invite friends to.
The orange-eyed femme started work on her own muddied lump once the lesson had reached its finale, trying to maneuver the inert stuff in much the same way she'd seen her companion's paler paws accomplish. Several soft sounds of concentration later, the girl loosed a triumphant squeal and proudly displayed her spherical success, nearly dropping it back into puddly origins as she considered her next possible brick. "We can have a party when we're done! People can bring food! Spicy food." She squatted down to gather more material, trying to balance the first on her paw, as though afraid that putting it down would sacrifice its prudently shaped structure.
A while later, they had arranged a grand assortment of different sized mud bricks, and Eve was happily slapping them together into a lopsided wall, so completely streaked with brown that her original coloration was lost. The descending sun was being studiously ignored, though she had already become decidedly less quick with her movements, the cold infecting her just as it made the wet dirt less malleable, frost blossoms starting to grow in the puddles of uncovered water where tiny paws had removed hunks of earth.
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