[center][color=6ecff6][h3]-"Sable"/Okori : Foraging for Friends-[/h3][/color]

Sable had done his part, aiding setting up Amelia and his quarters for the duration of this camp. Tents, fire pit, and even a small makeshift bookshelf that had one to two tiers. After all of this was set up, the fox sought out writing utensils and turned to a blank page on his personal notebook and delved into the shadows, watching every waking step of the soldiers, holy personnel, and noble. In the aspect, he wasn't exactly fond of having to share space with such untrustworthy beings, especially since his only friend was involved. So he would do what any logical person would do and document the camp and the people, along with the perimeter surrounding them.

First off was the outline of the encampment and the surroundings to which he made quick work of the subject matter. Eyes steady, focused, the fox drew out a couple of trees, rocks, and any other items of interest, identifying them just in case Amelia wished to know which was what; maybe the two could discover something new about said object! Of course, the gnarled and twisted environment wasn't new to him; while he chose guile when assisting a fleeing Amelia and him, sometimes he was forced to fight. Okori shuddered at the thought, fearful of any injuries that would come to his companion; the risk of going on adventures...

As his hand fleetingly went, the parchment displayed markings and one circle that could be comparable to a tumor with one large bump sorely sticking out to the side. The Kitsune shrugged, shaking his head as he frowned. That brat was trying to isolate herself from the group; completely illogical. To be quite fair, he was more afraid of the kits safety versus the blue blood. Who knew if a treant or wolf would descend upon the camp? As worry crossed his mind, he drew his mind away, thinking of way to befoul the mind of the insomniac - not like he would do it for obvious reasons... but maybe a prank or two could lighten up the caravans mood!... maybe.

Discretely passing by some red shirts, Okori recoiled a bit, trudging a bit away from the guards. As much as they were here to serve and protect, they were probably only in it for the money... though, most likely they would probably be slaughtered for psychological reasons. [color=0072bc]"That color always seems to invoke some anger into actual beasts..."[/color] As soon as they passed on by, Okori began outlining each part of the camp, drawing it up as if it were parts of a cattle about to be slaughtered. Writing nicknames for each one, he began putting tiny notes for each one, like "Devouts - Might do anything for their 'loving' goddess; keeps to themselves (sort of)," or "'Noble' - Grouchy, abusive; has a 'slave' who has been mentally broken."

Of course, as he passed on by the grouchy girls part of the camp, his nose caught the scent of a deliciously smelling meal. Turning an eye, he noticed that cute girl with the cat ears delivering a bowl of that quaint meal he sniffed. Okori had half a mind to walk over and request that she conceive another, but alas he kept himself from walking towards the duo, mainly because of that icy girl. Shifting around, the fox was unsettled by her cruelty, but as he was to all people too; she was no different in the way his body reacted, but in thoughts?

His opinion of her was somewhat lower than those of the cloth; while they mindlessly prayed and obeyed a so called 'benevolent god' with no free thought, this lady knew her actions and did them because she probably could; no way she would last a day in his village. Huffing, his tail waggled a bit faster as he quickly made his way past before deciding that equal exchange would be nice too! A brand of mischief slid across his face as his lips escalated to the point where they were comparable to a Cheshire cats. Take some for himself and maybe deliver something of great quantity too? Slinking into the shadows, the fox became a goop-like being before completely dissipating. Under the surface he swam in an inky blackness, averting making any contact with the light about, lest he remain paralyzed by it.

Looking through the glass like surface, he heard every bit of chatter throughout the night; the dual followers of their supposed lady chanting over something about death and walking with a lady whilst giving in to said lady. Rolling his eyes, Okori didn't exactly care for whatever stunt they were performing - as long as said recital did not ensure Amelia's demise, then they could go on with the exercise.

Quietly, briskly, softly, the fox broke the surface; an ebony hand arose from the darkness, not making a singular sound that would tip the balance towards the girl. His eyes remained centered on the food, blurring the realm around him just for brief seconds. Before he could undergo this task, his ears twitched, the spider-like glob of a hand retreated into the shadows. As he floated around, his eyes widened, mouth agape. He swiftly tread through the glade of blackness, making it over to the woman in seconds on end. As he arrived, the fox made sure to avoid the glimmer flames as a figure near the woman began to form.

It was a familiar one; featureless when it first appears, but it slowly began to develop the shapes, the outlines, and then the actual color. At first, Okori would look like a slight mess, looking like mere mud to a degree. Before they knew it, he was back to normal, giving Amelia a formal bow before tilting his head up, smiling. [color=6ecff6]"Didja miss me that much Amelia? Apologies for not keeping you company,"[/color] he chuckled as he returned to his erect position, walking towards the woman, he took a quick glance about before seating himself beside her, displaying his rendition of the camp.

[color=6ecff6]"I've got a drawn perimeter set up of what this place looks like; our surroundings are sound as I also scoured the area around,and so far I've noted what our companions are like."[/color] Pointing towards each said persons quarters, Okori began speaking over what they were like so far from his observations, especially the one with the dolls. [color=6ecff6]"That lady seems to have a lot of dolls crowded around her, despite how spread out through camp they are... wizard from that academy I heard of..."[/color] This was a small growl as he furrowed his brows and flattened his ears.

After the brief explanation, he went on to announce his discoveries about the place. Okori started noting a couple of things encompassing the perimeter, mainly the rocks since she enjoyed hearing an explanation over each piece. Suddenly, a rumble interrupted him during his speech; it emanated from his belly, resulting in a blushing fox and a mild laugh. [color=6ecff6]"I would love to try and hunt for some venison with legs, but I'll settle for cooking with what we have now, eheh..."[/color]

Oooh, oooh, grouchy lady and the adorable kitten! Perking his ears up, he pointed directly at the location on his map which made mention of said noble. [color=6ecff6]"Say, maybe we could go over and share a meal with her; that cat girls cooking smells delightful from what I've denoted! If not, I could always cook something just for the two of us!"[/color][/center]