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Posted on February 13, 2018 at 02:56:01 PM by Kajika
Kajika was taking his time before actively seeking anyone out. He had met a priestess of sorts. She had seemed vaguely familiar, no doubt to a passing glance in Taviora in their earlier days, but he did not know her. It was an interesting encounter, but off he went. Asteraia was so open compared to Taviora. It was definitely something to take getting used to.
All the same, the boy moved in silence. His steps easily matching the call of the wind hiding his presence both by smell and by sound, though he made no effort to be hidden by sight today. Here, he was not trying to be hidden. Just an observant hunter learning the land. Kajika paused briefly, lowering his head to the ground, a scent trail having caught his attention. There seemed to be very few of them this spring in the plains, but with luck it would change. Perhaps the animals were changing their migratory patterns. He knew he would be looking into this soon enough.
Kajika started to follow the path laid by the prey, but was almost immediately distracted. His ears flicked, hearing the sound of a familiar voice on the winds. A call to the pack. While he admittedly wanted a bit of one on one time with their Pharaoh, it would not hurt to at least see some of the others who had come to Asteraia in her wake. The brindle and white youth altered course, moving towards the slowly growing gathering. He remained quiet, circling about them at a fair distance, noting the male with his mate and the other man who indicated Sekhmet as sister.
So there was more than one of them, he noted curiously. He remained silent, slowly drawing up to the group in an almost unnatural silence. Little Mouse, she had called him. Indeed, Kajika was certainly as quiet as one. What better hunter than the one who was never heard.
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