The Avora couldn't help but chuckle a little at his remark. But she was one to talk about properness when she herself never really took a bath when she was out hunting. Usually she returned smelling like the droppings of the prey she had been hunting. "What's your name? And the name's Kikue, not Avora. I really hate being called by my caste.". She felt that is was more then proper to at least give her name if she wanted to know his. She looked up for a second and wobbled a little again. "Ugh, what I'd give for a bed right now....... But I have to get my supplies again before I set out.", she mumbled to herself. It was a bad habit of hers to tell herself each and every little thing she had to do. Even though she had been told not to do it, she was being stubborn and had ignored those people. "You know.... I could fall asleep right here against you. You just feel........ so warm.", she said softly. |
OOCUgh, this really is crap to post for me, but seems as if I am empty right now. Cant think of anything good >.>