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Arase: *wings in and trots along the floor claws clicking*

Shade: She walked into the shop quietly, her plushie as always carried at her side and looked around. She looked a bit uncomfortable being there, people still made her nervous.

Arase: *jumps up on the back of a couch and looks around watching everyone* ...

Shade: She looked up as she saw the male jump up onto the seats, It was certainly something she hadn't expected to see and she tilted her head lightly as she looked up at him.

Arase: *huffs and blows his feather like hair out of his eyes and looks around, startles slightly and blinks when he realizes he's being watched* ...Yes...?

Shade: She blushed but answered him, stuttering as she did when she was I kit. "I-I I've never s-seen someone jump up on furniture b-before is all."
She lowered her head avoiding his gaze.

Arase: How else am I going to get up high enough to watch people? *ponders* I suppose I could go up to the rafters...but I want to hear what they're saying if I can too.

Shade: "Watch people?" She looked back up at him tilting her head again.

Arase: *nods* I'm learning to read people. Motivations and all...good skill for a warrior. Need to know what an opponent is going to do before he does it.

Shade: "Warrior? What kind of warrior?" She looked more concerned than interested. As far as she understood warrior meant some sort violent person. "Good or Bad?"

Arase: *tilts his head* What do you mean good or bad? I'm just a warrior...if I had to I'd fight. Doesn't matter who.

Shade: "Oh..." She shrunk back at his words, backing away from him. They didn't mean anything good to her. It didn't help that her childhood had involved violence causing her not to trust anything involving it and she had the sudden urge to run.

Arase: There is no good or bad in a fight. You just...fight for your own beliefs and hope you win in the end. If we were home where Father's from I'd fight for the defense of my clan. *shrugs* Since we're not, I fight when I'm threatened or in defense of my father and brother. *doesn't really notice or understand her position*

Shade: "I see." She nodded lightly, that was better then before. "I was just asking because... I Well... The other kits use to beat me up, I-I don't like bullies."

Arase: Oh...well I'm not a bully. *looks around again*

Shade: "Okay." She watched him look around again figuring he was bored with the conversation she would normally have walked away but she didn't want to this time. "What's the view like up there?"

Arase: *shrugs* Nothing overly special. Not as good as the rafters but better than the floor. *smirks a bit*

Shade: She chuckled, smiling lightly at him. "At least it's a better view and not a worse one."

Arase: *nods* Or something like that.

Shade: She blinked, "Have you always been a Warrior?"
Now she sounded more curious... She was getting interested.

Arase: Of course. Men in my father's clan can be warriors or hunters. I wanted to be a warrior.

Shade: "Oh. My family's not like that... Though a lot of them are musical. Why a Warrior and not a Hunter?" She asked.

Arase: *shrugs* I dunno...because Father is one, and I want to be like him.

Shade: She nodded, "I can understand that. I feel the same way about my mother but I can't dance. Is your father a great Warrior?"

Arase: I suppose...I know he's hunting someone...and I guess she wouldn't have noticed him if he hadn't been strong...

Shade: She frowned lightly, "Did something bad happen then? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

Arase: She left. Doesn't matter. Never even seen her.

Shade: "Oh, Okay. Hmm, I've been asking you a lot of questions. Do to have any for me?"

Arase: *considers* ...I don't know what you would want to share. I understand that some women don't like to be asked questions.

Shade: She nodded, "I'm not sure I have anything that I would consider a secret or something. Why don't you just ask what pops into your head?"

Arase: Oh...So what do you do?

Shade: She blushed lightly "It's kind of silly but I make hats. I don't wear any of them though."

Arase: That's interesting. Why not though?

Shade: She shrugged. "I tend to make them for other people, not myself. My family will never run out of hats."

Arase: That's good...but how often does one wear out a hat?

Shade: She blushed again, "Not too often..."

Arase: Maybe you should sell them to other people. Make more sense.

Shade: "Jazzy was talking to me about helping me with something like that. You really think I should? What if people don't want them?"

Arase: I dunno why not...*shrugs* I personally wouldn't have a need for a hat and I don't have a concept of money but I suppose there's a market for everything.

Shade: "I guess there is. Any other questions for me?"

Arase: Nothing i can think of...*ponders*

Shade: She blinked, "Nothing? You sure?"