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 Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:35 pm
 The days were so short in the fall; but they were pretty. There was nothing better than watching the trees turn colors, watching flowers bloom late. They smelled the sweetest to this female. She lay in a field not far from her home, examining everything around her. Her ears lay nearly flat against her head as she took in the scene, the smells and let out a contented sigh. All of her tails were swaying in the same direction as the breeze, slowly moving this way and that.
It was a cold night, tonight. But she couldn't care less; her fur was thick, and her home near if she got to cold. Yawning widely, showing pointed teeth, the odd marked Kitsu got to her paws and started heading to the brook that bubbled off in the distance. At the right time of day, it nearly sounded like talking; another thing Atai liked to do was listen and imagine the conversation that the water was having with the stones. The stories it told the fish and grass as it swiftly moved by. For a mature Kitsu, her imagination did et the better of her a lot.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:54 pm
No, this was certainly no season for Rizon to enjoy.
Giving a passive sigh while shaking his white hair from his eyes, the kitsu wandered forward casually, as if he was strolling through a hazy sleep. It was rumored the Headquarters were in this direction, and it was that destination he was currently trying to find. With the promise of fireplaces and even small book rooms, Rizon found himself tempted like a moth to a web. Such comforts sounded heavenly compared to this draft and frosty....outdoors. It seemed he was only interested in nature when it came to the warmer seasons.
Perking his tan ears, the male soon looked up to a peculiar sound. The soft chiming of water, and lots of it. Curious to see water before it'd soon all be ice, the kitsu turned his march in the direction of the creek.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:01 pm
Her yellow-green eyes stared down at the bubbling water when she'd arrived at the brook, a slow smile spreading across her muzzle. For some reason, fall and winter were her favorite times of the year. The time when she actually fit in and blended well with everything else. At least until it snowed. Looking at the water, she was tempted to reach a paw in and feel it, but she knew it would be freezing. Really, it was a surprise there wasn't ice in it.
Maybe it's moving too quickly, she thought to herself, laying down at the edge, her paws hanging off, not quite hitting the water. She could feel the cold seeping through the fur there and freezing the pads. Atai knew she had rough pads, worn from walking, scared, calloused; a wanderers condition. Just because her home was near by, didn't mean she stayed there often. In fact, she only usually came back for a couple weeks every two or three months. After that, she was off wandering in some other direction.
Her ears picked up the sound of something whispering under the cackling of the brook. What was it? I can't make it out. So, she decided to lay here in wait.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:12 pm
It took no time at all to locate the creek by sound and smell. But when the kitsu reached the body of water, he wasn't as excited as he thought he'd be. Why, it looked the same as any other season. Clear water moving lively in own direction, always in a harmonious hurry. Bright eyes stared down at the liquid with almost disappointment. Oh well, what was he honestly expecting to find?
It was only when he gazed up to find a way over the brook that he noticed the other kitsu. One that almost blended into the dirt and fallen leaves, if not for the swirl and striped markings. Blinking, Rizon canted his head in slight curiousity. The individual....a girl by scent....was well aware of him also. But just like him, she was observing the situation quietly.
"Greetings." Rizon swept his three tails hesitantly, having not expected another individual in these vast woods. "Are you alright miss? Injured?" Why else would a kitsu want to recline on the chilly soil?
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:20 pm
Her head snapped up when the noise got closer. Then, over the scent of the water, was the scent of another; a male. One like herself. He came into vision just as he spoke, her voice running over her like water over a wound. It startled at first, but she got over it. Injured? Atai? Never. Sweeping her own tails behind her again, she rose and shook her head. He blended well, just as she did, but he was much too light for this time of night. Perhaps when it was just getting dark, he would do better.
"No." A simple answer for a simple question. She wasn't injured. She didn't feel inclined to continue on with that conversation. So she continued to observe him, watching from those strange colored eyes of hers. He was studying her, as she studied him. But the difference was, Atai didn't care. Every Kitsu she ran across stared at her like she was some sort of different creature. This made her think herself ugly; not that she cared. She knew her colors weren't favorable for a lot of Kitsu out there. But they were hers. And she'd grown accustomed to them. They helped her out in hunting down things to eat.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 4:44 pm
Head tilted as the other stranger swept her tails almost haughtily. Or was that his own perception? Who knew, Rizon was never too well at reading other individuals and their body language. They were all so different. And so he took it without complaint when the kitsu finally decided to reply. It was certainly better than nothing.
But once it became quiet again, the male leaned indecisively on his left legs. Was there something on his flesh that caused her to be so odd and staring? The male glanced himself over for curiosity's sake only to find nothing. "I see, so I'm not welcome here." No true concern for him, he was simply passing by to begin with. Besides, he couldn't take silence when it was awkward and almost demanding. No, the only silence he enjoyed and thrived on was the hush of a warm room with scrolls to read.
"Pardon my stay then."
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 4:51 pm
She blinked. Those green eyes of hers looked him over and her brows furrowed. What made him think he wasn't welcome? Surly not her. Atai hadn't done anything rude or said anything wrong. All she did was answer his question with a simple answer. Her ears flicked a bit as she shifted her weight on her paws and sighed softly, eyes closing for a moment before looking at him again.
"I didn't say you weren't welcome here," she said slowly, trying to figure out what she was actually going to say. "In fact, I've said nothing but one word. You've managed to come up with that one by yourself." She gave him a smirk, those markings on her lips making it seem even creepier. Would he think her creepy and odd like the others did? Would they even get to exchanging names? Perhaps in time. She'd not give hers first, however. It wasn't the way she did things.
Ruffling up a bit, the fur around her neck and chest fell back into place before looking to the water again, lapping a few times before turning away, looking towards the sky. "What brings you here?"
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