04-15-2012, 06:10 AM
Kit had left Fleta's side to go looking for another gift to give the female, a trickster that he had found himself staying around as much as he could manage. She had not been his only female since coming to the area, but things had changed quite a bit for the male. Moving his hand up to where a necklace would normally be, Kit thought of where it's new home was, around Fleta's neck. That was only the beginning of course, and would soon be joined by other gifts if he could just find something shiny, the very sort of thing Fleta seemed to love.
The smell of strangers carried through the air, and drew Kit over to where a wagon waited. Spending a moment surveying the situation, Kit pondered how to approach the wagon. As a potential person looking to trade, he had nothing, but as a thief, he didn't need anything to trade. Telling Fleta about how he managed to take the gift from some unsuspecting merchant was just icing on the cake.
Each careful step of Kit's feet brought him closer to the wagon, and his goals, while the male used whatever cover he could manage to shield his position from the two doing business. It was a dangerous game he was playing, and simply hoped that the distraction of doing business with someone would allow him to snatch an item or two up.
The smell of strangers carried through the air, and drew Kit over to where a wagon waited. Spending a moment surveying the situation, Kit pondered how to approach the wagon. As a potential person looking to trade, he had nothing, but as a thief, he didn't need anything to trade. Telling Fleta about how he managed to take the gift from some unsuspecting merchant was just icing on the cake.
Each careful step of Kit's feet brought him closer to the wagon, and his goals, while the male used whatever cover he could manage to shield his position from the two doing business. It was a dangerous game he was playing, and simply hoped that the distraction of doing business with someone would allow him to snatch an item or two up.