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The clouds galloped across the sky, merging together, pushing and pulling with the wind. Irid's eyes locked on nowhere in particular. Her back fit snugly in the cracked eroding stone. Her paws tossed lazily across her chest. It was her typical afternoon, soaking up rays. The grass tickled her tail, that had fallen to the side, with every breeze. Irid got annoyed with it, the wind made her cold. It seemed she could never get enough sun, even on the hottest of days. The tree that was rooted to her right, let its limbs sway and shake its leaves, causing them to cascade towards the ground. Multiple ones found their way to her face. Sighing in frustration, she twisted so she was now on her stomach. The sun made her backside light up, every movement a new light show. She rested her head on her paws. She sighed again, this time with content. Sometime, life got boring. Sure, it was nice to lay around and be..well, and be herself, but it needs spice. Iridescent, to you, may seem like a snobby, never satisfied jerk, but really, shes just..strange. She never wants to do stuff, but if she does, its not for long. She just wasn't an active pooch.
A green leaf seated it self in front of her nose, she eyed it a moment before snatching it up in her mouth. She shook her head and blew it out again. This was no fun. She got up, stretching and letting a yawn escape her jaws. Just as she raised her head, she smelt something. She wasn't exactly sure what it was, or if it was even a person, but it intrigued her. She stood completely still, analyzing the situation. She leaped down with hidden grace, the blue on her back wavering, flowing like water. She sniffed again, but didn't smell a thing. What a bummer.

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[bg=E3A869][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true] regular, speech, thoughts, other(s) Eyes of silver gleamed with the flitting rays of early afternoon, sometimes even reflecting the wisps of clouds that flew overhead every time the dainty little fox would gaze up at the sky. The sun and clouds almost seemed to beg her to lie down upon her back and just bask in the lovely rays. Her tan back seemed to reflect the rays away from her body, something her pelt was meant to do, but a little of the heat still came through. The lighter colors on her fur seemed to chase away any more heat the sun offered. This would have been a blessing, has she still been in Egypt. Indeed her grandparents had come from that distant land, migrating here in an attempt to survive and better their trade. Even though Kamii had grown up in Himaryn she knew very well what heat meant. Himaryn had its own desert, the Grand Alescora desert, and Kamii had lived there for more than a few chantings with her family. Her grandparents told her stories of her past, claiming that no desert they had ever come across came close to the heat of Egypt, the true desert. Kamii loved the stories they had told her and to this day she treasured them within her heart. Suddenly a shadow swallowed the little fem’s body and she quickly gazed up, taking note of the impressive ruin of a cathedral before her. She felt exceptionally small at its foot, being one of the smallest species of fox in the world. Awe filled her heart but didn’t last long. A sudden shuffling called to her hyper sensitive yet overgrown ears, causing them to flick in the direction of the sound. //What’s that?// Kamii lowered her delicate tiara, ears folding close to her nape as she slinked in the direction of the shuffling. Suddenly a flash of a canine landed before her. She looked much like a wolf but she had a few traits of a fox as well. Kamii jumped back, yelping in surprise and lowering her head and ears in unison, a warning to the bluish female. A short growl issued forth, soon followed by short cut words, “Who are you?"

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Irid jumped slightly, as a small high pitched squeal came from behind her. She snapper her eyes in the direction of the sound, their blue glow radiating with curiosity. Her eyes strained to see the culprit, without moving her head. This idea failed, miserably, and it forced her to turn her whole body. She turned her front slowly, keeping eye contact with the critter, and stopped once she could look it up and down. It was a odd thing, ears to big for its body, nose to skinny, eyes too glass like. Yet, it was one of her kind. She knew it, deep down. This animal was in someway, a fox. It sent ease to a spot within her she didn't know was itching. She hadn't met many other canines, let alone foxes. This rare little thing let her know she wasn't the only one alone. Now, whether this little big-eared darling had a burrow full of little ones, Irid jut didn't know. But she certaintly had never seen on like it before. What made it more unique, was the little sun type symbol on the foxes forehead. The femmy just got stranger and stranger. Irid gave a small, lazy, smile, proccessing the words of the animal before her. Who are you?

What an odd question. Irid mused in her head. It was strange to her, how the question was upright and in front. Before anything else was said, the fox askedher to state who she was. Who was she? A lonely fox/wolf mutt? What was her purpose, when she was put on this earth? She couldn't remember her past, so no help there, but was she meant to do something? Her smile had faltered a bit, as hr mind ran around trying to comprehand what only the gods themselves could possibly know. "Why do you wan't to know?"

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[bg=E3A869][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true] regular, speech, thoughts, other(s) The fact that the much larger female wolf jumped at Kamii’s squeal only made her scatter much further away, turning on a dime to stare at the female with the hairs in her nape raised. Her dainty head was lowered to gaze threateningly at the female. Indeed little Kamii wasn’t too trusting of strangers. Glowing blue eyes greeted the little Fennec Vixen, almost enough to send the creeps radiating down her spine. The wolfish female didn’t move much of her head and so her eyes sought Kamii out without much movement of her head, making the gesture so much creepier. Though it didn’t take long for the wolf to turn her whole body, finally. Kamii lowered her little head even more and a growl issued forth. For a long moment both seemed to look each other over, making calculations and conclusions. The wolf then gave a lazy smile, a soothing gesture towards the little Fennec Fox who lifted her little head to normal height and relaxed somewhat. After her question the wolf seemed to falter somewhat. //Doesn’t she know how to answer? This is strange. A name cannot be that hard to remember, can it?// "Why do you want to know?" Kamii straightened herself and came a little closer but remained somewhat wary. Her expression seemed a little friendly though and she absently wondered of what clan she was, voicing her thoughts, “Well, from what clan are you? And then well, I’d like to know what your name is.” Kamii decided to introduce herself first. //Maybe it would make her a bit more comfortable. We are of the same species mostly anywas.// “I am Kamii Shinto Kitsune, of the Kitsune family and a proud Solommite.”

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I am Kamii Shinto Kitsune, of the Kitsune family and a proud Solommite Ah, so we're more alike than I thought. She nodded her head at the fox.

"Then we are similar, as I too am from the Salom clan." she paused, studying the femmy for a short while. "You talk proudly of you're family, I take it you think highly of them. Are there..more of you're kind around here?" Irid spoke the last bit carefully, not wanting to pry to much. She didn't want the fox to retreat from her, she just wanted to know if what she assumed was true. It tugged at her heart strings to see herself all alone, to know she was the only one of her kind. And sometimes she grew fed up with it. She wasn't even sure she was wolf, or fox, she just assumed. The wind blew gently again, making the branches sway and pushing the leaves off. The moss that had formed over the masonary wall faltered a bit, had it not bean glued to the wall, it would have blown off. The vines danced an twirled, doing what they did best.

Suddenly, as if a switch had bean turned on, Iridescent turned her attention to the fox again. Sudden curiosity overwhelming her, she wondered. She wondered about the Kitsune family, she wondered about wether there was anybody waiting for her, if someone else was around..or if the rainclouds above them meant rain. Her awnser soon came with distant rumbles, like a herd of hoses thundering across the land. The grass below Irids paws suddenly seemed softer, and the air seemed crisp and clean, the sky was more gorgeous than before, and the femmy before her, was a stranger. She seemed so out of place.

Irid couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was something more than curiosity seeping in her bones. She couldn't help but feel compelled to the femmy. With her mind on fire with questions, she waited for the foxes awnser.

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[bg=E3A869][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=border,0,true] regular, speech, thoughts, other(s) There was a sudden hint of mutual likeness as Kamii introduced herself and she could feel the atmosphere changing. A true smile crept upon her delicate façade as the other female nodded her head and replied, "Then we are similar, as I too am from the Salom clan. You talk proudly of you're family, I take it you think highly of them. Are there..more of you're kind around here?" //Was she referring to foxes, canines or Salom?// Kamii nodded her head either way and replied, “If you mean Salom, we are many if you have the time to seek us out. If you are referring to Foxes, I have only come across one other fox other than my family.” Kamii chuckled softly then continued, “Indeed I am very proud of my family and my heritage, especially since they are all I have.” To Kamii’s left the vines and moss upon the walls of the old ruins stood in contrast to the grey stones, a deep emerald green. It was almost enough to send Kamii into deep thought. She loved to sit and think things over, like why this place had fallen into ruins. Kamii shook her dainty skull and addressed the femme again, "Do you have any family?”