
Kekoa gazed out at the city as he watched the other kuniku mind their own business. He was unsure about the places around him, but felt comfortable to be around this island. He was a bit of a ways from his homeland, but he loved to travel. He had met a variety of people and joined a pack in hopes of bring peace to it one day.
"Seems peaceful for the capital. Hopefully there shouldn't be any trouble." Kekoa had spoken to himself as he began to enter the city. He gazed around at the shops and marketplace to see if he could find anything for the Alpha's son he had aligned himself with.
"Seems peaceful for the capital. Hopefully there shouldn't be any trouble." Kekoa had spoken to himself as he began to enter the city. He gazed around at the shops and marketplace to see if he could find anything for the Alpha's son he had aligned himself with.

Humming happily as she skipped through the streets, the little kuniku known as Shinju was having a wonderful day. Yumeji, the human who owned the art studio she lived in, had seen one of her pieces of art and thought it was particularly beautiful.