Kiasi frowned as she stalked along the edges of the horizon - the farthest her mother would safely allow her to go from the haven of their den. It was a rather grumpy expression she wore, full of boredom and dissapointment, her sapphire eyes lingering on the end of moodiness as she plopped down beneath the shade of a small shrub-like tree.
It was boy games that her brothers played, full of dirt and violence, rolling around in the dust of their den. Disgusting.
She would rather be alone and clean than with everyone else and dirty - where was the fun if you just doomed yourself to the laborsome duties of a bath? Not that she didn't take them regularly.
All she wanted was someone who would talk, and perhaps, provide her with some clean entertainment - outside the silly pigheaded minds of her older brothers. Normally, she would just find her eldest brother, but he had romped off somewhere she couldn't follow.
So, she simply wore her pout proudly, curled up under the little tree.
