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| Kristian Vulpae | Jan 18 2009, 11:53 PM |
 
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Night was a fine hour for a beast such as herself, for at what other time did the shadows provide so fine a creature with the cover of darkness? For the sake of the hunt, she thrived on the night, and took joy in its coming. Even when not on the prowl, the hour of starlight was her hour- the time of a predator. This was not a night for hunting, however. It was a quiet night, set beneath the light of lanterns on dimming streets. For Kristian, this was a peaceful time, ideal for nothing greater than a moonlight stroll. Her nose, sensitive even in human shape, followed each passing scent from one place to another, taking only delight in her short-lived ventures. She'd tracked down a cat, some rats, a missing glove, two scraps of meat (which she had no interest in eating), and a food stand selling a few tasty treats that took all of her power to avoid- but in the end, she gave in to weakness and bought herself a danish. Somethings could simply not be helped. Continuing on with her treat in hand and alternatively in her mouth, she chased a few more scents before getting stuck on a particularly troubling one. It smelled of fox, and yet of people, distinctly male with a brush of fur. She dared not get her hopes up, but her nose could not be lying: a kitsune lived in Ildri. Sure enough, her sense of smell knew better. Around a corner sparked a flash, and soon another. As Kit's own golden eyes peeked at the lights' source, she was greeted with a sad yet delightful sight. It was a kitsune; a male, using his natural gifts to put a lovely sparkle in the darkening air. He hadn't the look of a happy fox, but that he was a fox was plenty enough for the red-furred Kit. It was all she could do to not let her tail out and wag it: she simply had to greet him. Hands clasped behind her back, the female skipped out from around the corner and strode up to the male. A smile could not be kept from her face as she moved in closer. She paused before him, tilting her head so her reddish strands of hair shifted to one side. In the faint chill air, Kit had had some sense to don herself with something remotely warm: a tan tunic a few sizes too large for her smallish frame, and dark brown pants that were also too large for her, the waist held up loosely with a black sash. Her own feet were encased in oversized boots, going along with the nature of the rest of her outfit in being just a little too big. "'ey there, lil' puppy, what'cha doin' all alone in the cold? You've a sad sad face to be creating such pretty lights. Something the matter?" |
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