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Bleed to Know grew sad as he watched his familiar the lynx Huntress disappear into the brush to do what she did so well, hunt for their supper. Lately Bleed had been growing restless. It was so much easier when the lynx was at his side; she always seemed to know where she was going. Bleed on the other hand was starting to feel rather lost. On his own he circled around aimlessly returned to the clearing where they'd napped. This was of course so Huntress could easily find him. "Of course," he sighed knowing it was an excuse.

It had been a long time since accident or intent had brought Bleed into contact with fresh blood, the trigger for the visions that guided him. He'd been content for the most part not having a firm path and enjoying growing closer to his familiar. The understanding between them was strong, such that the kimeti suspected that one day soon Huntress would return with an undrained portion of her kill.

As evening approached Bleed began looking more intently at the ground eyeing bits of rocks and twigs, examining them for sharpness. He piled some likely bits near the center of the clearing, just in case Huntress didn't provide before the need to know grew much stronger....

Bleed was contemplating the growing pile when he was startled by an unexpected sound. The surprised noise certainly hadn't come from his lynx and the curious greeting that followed could only come from another kin. He looked up from his sharp object pile with a slightly guilty expression, like a child caught playing where he shouldn't.
He smiled slightly as he took in the lovely kimeti doe. "Hello," he said finally returning the greeting. "Please be careful of these," and he indicated the pile, "they are sharp."