I SEE THE WAY YOU MOVE ⚘ wildcards meeting

[Kiara Kokytos]

KIARA KOKYTOS
- reaper of tanglewood
- two ( 2 ) years physically
- coyote
- fallen Sin of Greed

she had heard rumors about something new coming. she remembered she was sitting next to aesior when some talks had happened, and she just happened to catch the faintest of murmurings of an exciting thing happening. new names, new ranks.

her breath puffed in the air as she padded outside of her house, stretched and felt her bones creaking comfortably. her muscles were working. she was interested in what she had heard, but wasn't sure how or when this was going to happen. out the corner of her eye she spotted aesior slipping outside of camp. wanting some company for the morning she rose to her paws too, shook her fur out, and followed him.

soon enough she halted, visibly confused. the luminary seemed to be careful, cautious, always looking around and seemingly taking the most obscure of paths. almost as if he was hiding from something. curiousity pricked at her heart and she tilted her head, deciding to play along. she couldn't waste time, however, he was fading from sight, his dark pelt blending in well with his surroundings. if he was looking for them, however, kiara was out of luck unless she could camoflague herself.

this was tanglewood, after all. the ground was muddy and wet, and without hesitation she slipped into a crouch and rolleds, covering her golden fur with the browns and greens of mud and leaves. she didn't fully rise to her paws, she only had a faint direction to follow aesior by. so she stalked in that direction. slowly, making sure she wasn't making any unneccessary noise. she had given up on remembering which direction he was going now and pushed blindly along in the way she had watched him go last.

she came across a pool of unknown depth. faint ripples lingered, and her nose twitched. the water wasn't clear so she couldn't see how deep it was but some faint swirling debris of dirt danced about with the movement of the liquid at the surface. someone had been here. she didn't step into the water, she didn't need her camouflage washing off. softly cursing her hesitation to follow aesior in her mind she prodded on, straight, hoping she would find him. if she went forwards far enough she'd find somebody. anybody. her siblings, maybe?

no, they were never going back. she shook her head to clear the silly thoughts from it and kept walking, pawstep before pawstep. ear flicking as a spider landed on it, tail curling as she nearly stepped on a thorn. paws dragging in the mud. who knew how long she had been walking? an unfamiliar scent met her nose and she stopped, eyes taking in something she hadn't encountered before. a junkyard. she couldn't find any visible way in nor did she want to jump over the fence in case she made noise, so she stalked around through the underbush, trying to find a way in. if not she'd just have to dig, she supposed.

there. a section that was much easier to get into. almost too easy. she couldn't see any other way in, though, and the best thing was to just maybe hide it out and wait and see what happens next. scanning around her she walked a bit and soon was covered in mud again - the effect she wanted. then leaves on her body so she looked like nothing else but a shrub. slowly, painfully slowly, she made her way inch by inch to the side of the fence where she got comfortable, and waited. watched, optics scanning the junkyard for aesior.

//i'm assuming there's a fence around the junkyard and there's a chain area as the 'front gate' aesior went into