[center][hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=a187be]Kyra[/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory  
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Thomas, Keystone and The Group
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	Kyra kept plucking out the feathers from the bird she had bagged as Thomas spoke. She hadn't exactly been expecting such a long winded answer and it put her off somewhat. Not that there was anything wrong with it but to her people that let out that much that quickly either had no filter when it came to speaking and tended to get on people's nerves in the long run or they were hiding something and the rambling was a byproduct of trying to cover something up. Kyra, while trusting at times, noted where they where. In the middle of e war zone, so she went with the trying to cover something up in her mind. It could very well be that he was on the up and up but it was better to judge to harshly in these times and be cautious than to let ones guard down and end up with a dagger, or a fireball in the back. 

	Her eyes would dart up from the fowl from time to time as the feathers fell from her fingers and floated to the ground. A simple nod here and there as Ash came padding back, a little bit of floor and grey fur on his jowls as his tongue came out and smacked them. Krya smirked a bit. [color=a187be]"Find yourself a nice rabbit?"[/color] she asked of Ash as he nuzzled against her thigh and barked happily as his tail wagged. 

	Looking over as she heard the wagon coming down the road she tilted her head to the side, seeing Sana on Epona and Keystone as he spoke. [color=a187be]"In a way,"[/color] she said as she pushed off the tree and walked over to the pugilist. [color=a187be]"Apparently I am a magnet for weirdo's in the woods. Here, lunch,"[/color] she said as she held out the large bird which weighed a good thirty pounds. 

[center][hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=82ca9d]Sana[/color][/i][/b][/h3][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] Gorlf Northern Territory
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Keystone, Kyra, Ash
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	[color=82ca9d]"No, it isn't,"[/color] Sana chuckled as the group came up to Kyra and the new comer. Dismounting form ehr horse she tied off the reigns to the wagon before stepping over to the two as Kyra handed over the fowl and pulled the hood of her mantle back. Her eyes flashing a bit as she looked it over before giving a sideways glance towards the new comer that Satilla was offering to help. She groaned inwardly as the woman reminded her of an old friend. One that never thought before rushing to someone's aide and always getting herself into trouble. 

	Shaking her head she looked back over to Krya as Ash came over and hoped into the back of the wagon. Sana rose a brow. [color=82ca9d]"What, he on break?"[/color] she asked. 

	[color=a187be]"Probably, he just ate,"[/color] Kyra said shrugging her shoulders a bit. [color=a187be]"Any trouble so far today?"[/color]

	Sana shook her head as she crossed her arms over her chest. There hadn't been any granted the two who were going on and on in orcish didn't set to well with her. She found it rude to speak in an uncommon tongue when one was in a group. Even if it was just general chit chat, in a place like this with a lot of new comers, to do so made a bad feeling sweep through the group; or at least could. As if they were hiding something.