Kamilo was a bit startled when he first heard someone exclaim nearby about a fire. He started to rise and looked around, worried that he might have to make a quick break for it, but the thick mist and the dark made it hard for him to tell if there was anyone around. Cautiously, the adolescent kitsune grabbed the strap of his main bag and was about to start gathering the rest of his things when the newcomer plopped down next to his fire.
Incredulous, Kamilo stared at the man with wide eyes. Who in their right mind just ran up to random fires without thinking that someone else might be there? And when this human gestured to Kamilo's belongings, he felt more insecure. With his foot, the kitsune nudged his things closer together so he could more easily keep tabs on them.
"Who are you?" Kamilo demanded suspiciously, ears laid back. Was this guy stupid or just overly friendly? Was he trying to throw Kamilo off guard? A kitsune of his clan knew that you could never be too paranoid about the intentions of others. "And what are you doing all the way out here? Using my fire?"
Incredulous, Kamilo stared at the man with wide eyes. Who in their right mind just ran up to random fires without thinking that someone else might be there? And when this human gestured to Kamilo's belongings, he felt more insecure. With his foot, the kitsune nudged his things closer together so he could more easily keep tabs on them.
"Who are you?" Kamilo demanded suspiciously, ears laid back. Was this guy stupid or just overly friendly? Was he trying to throw Kamilo off guard? A kitsune of his clan knew that you could never be too paranoid about the intentions of others. "And what are you doing all the way out here? Using my fire?"
