04-15-2012, 11:03 PM
Kit was getting closer to the wagon, and was pleased with himself that no one had seemed to notice him. Tail wagged silently behind him at the thought of telling Fleta the story of how he had got her would be gift, but that daydreaming only lasted a little while, as he realized that someone had spotted him. Freezing in place, Kit was certain the alarm would be sounded quickly, from the way the other male was watching him with a grin. He was close too, right at the edge of the wagon, and wondered if he would even be able to dash away before being tackled.
Instead of the attack he expected, they moved to block his view of the two that were engaged in a trade. Confusion was evident on Kit's face as he remained still, and simply waited to see what the male would do. It almost seemed like the other male was blocking the view for him, but that seemed too convenient, and a trap of some sort was more likely. Kit's muscled remained tensed, as though he was ready to bolt in the opposite direction, the only thing that kept him in place, was the distant possibility that it was either his imagination about the male seeing him, or that he was actually going to let him take something.
Instead of the attack he expected, they moved to block his view of the two that were engaged in a trade. Confusion was evident on Kit's face as he remained still, and simply waited to see what the male would do. It almost seemed like the other male was blocking the view for him, but that seemed too convenient, and a trap of some sort was more likely. Kit's muscled remained tensed, as though he was ready to bolt in the opposite direction, the only thing that kept him in place, was the distant possibility that it was either his imagination about the male seeing him, or that he was actually going to let him take something.