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He’s put his foot in his mouth enough today, he’s just gonna curl up with his dog toy and forget about today.

#.howling at the moon [ musings ]#.who brought moon moon again [ crack ]#[ old habits are hard to break ]

“ Doooon’t chase it, doooon’t chase it “ Kit’s eyes follow a squirrel up a tree, “ don’t chase it. “

The leaves rustle and Kit can’t take it anymore, he runs at the tree and tries to scramble up but can’t quite get his limbs to work like he wants. So he falls back on his butt before climbing up too far. He stares up into the tree wide eyed where the little rodent had disappeared watching to see if it reappeared or not. The tree is still and he doesn’t hear anything scampering around the limbs up above. He’s lost it, and he knows if he can get his body up into the tree then he can get to the squirrel. He picks himself back up and jumps at the tree again trying to wrap his arms and legs around the trunk but doesn’t last long before he falls back again on his ass. Then he hears it and sees the little form of his prey appear back on the end of a branch higher in the tree. Its too far too jump, the branch too small for him to use in the first place, so he’s lost his prey for the mean time.

As he starts to settle down a scent catches his attention, its a softer scent than anything he’s smelt before. Fresh and sharp almost like the air during winter in the mountains, its not strong but its a calming familiar scent that he hadn’t expected to get in the city. When he finally turns his gaze away from the tree he sees her for the first time and intakes a sharp breath. Kit had been so preoccupied with his little futile hunt that he hadn’t even noticed her at all.

“ You, did you see that “ he can feel the heat of shame lighting up all the way to his ears, “ you didn’t, did you? “

@schneeflake

#schneeflake #.running with the wolves [ starter ]#[ kit internally screaming ]

Kit wasn’t used to such weird smells all around him. Something magic or magic like hung around like stagnant air that he had to choke down for his first few days in town. He had never been surrounded by so much that it was pretty overwhelming at first until he started adjusting too it. Now the air smelt cleaner and he could take in all the new exciting smells around him. Kit didn’t know what to do with so much of his time free so he started to take walks up and down new streets everyday memorizing the entire city to the best of his ability. Food stalls and restaurants provided interesting pit stops but otherwise everything felt quite boring for the amount of suffering he had done the first few days. He had wanted something a little interesting anything at all, so when he’d caught whiff of a strange smell he was almost elated as much as he was nauseous.

He chased the smell, weaving through the people on the street with that wafted in the daily stench. Kit had to be careful not to lose the scent in the mix or he’d lose the trail completely, a mistake that he’d rather not relive from his days in the wild. As the scent grows stronger he starts to jog faster excited to finally be gaining ground. A big wave of smell hit him hard, a sharp smell something heavy that makes him ill and something odd he’s never smelt before. All of it seems to swirl around a single young man, someone Kit has never seen before on his daily explorations. He inches closer not wanting to draw the young man’s eye as his nose crinkles. He doesn’t care much about what the other people think of him for sniffing weirdly around him because he wants to satiate his curiousness. He can’t figure it out, what this odd smell is, reanimated corpses maybe? Necromancy was popular back with Illy’s coven so it might not be a far stretch but he doesn’t look at all like a shambling corpse. Kit finally can’t stand it when he can’t place the smell with any of the walking corpses he’s seen before.

“ Are you, okay “ maybe not the right question to ask but he follows it with, “ you smell . . . funny .”

He does keep his voice low to deter prying ears as his way of being sensitive to the issue but its the only consideration he gives the young man.

@halocut

#halocut #.running with the wolves [ starter ]#[ I hope this is okay with you ]#[ if not please let me know and I can fix it or even write you a brand new one ]

alright since i did a few icons, lets get a starter call out! like this for a starter the cap is gonna be 4!

#.starter ad #[ lets get this kicked off right ya?? ]

aienkienrp

Hi mods! Kit [ an oc ] is here without any prior reserve! You can find the app by adding /app to the url! Have a great day!

Welcome to Koi, Kit!

You will be roomed in Chamomile Apartments! Our system has located a suitable roommate by the name Akira Kurusu! If you need anything, consult the City Council or Pairing Project at your earliest convenience. Best of luck to you and enjoy your stay! Your welcome package contains a bottle of cologne which smells faintly of pine, an exercise regimen, and a dog toy!

★ Tiramisu Mod

#.treasure new memories [ save ]#[ Kit voice ] 'things that are mine!!!!!'

Kit starts picking through the items he had received when the smell of the cologne is the first thing he notices. It stirs memories of running wild and free, of the wind through his fur and the crunching of leaves under hit paws. He inspects the bottle and takes a big whiff getting another big nose full of the pine scent. It fills him with a happy nostalgic feeling so he carefully stashes it away so he doesn’t lose it. The regimen is quickly overlooked after a glance because Kit can’t exactly read it. Illy never had taken the time to teach him to read so the words and numbers looked more like scribbles on the paper than anything too interesting. He might just ask someone to read it for him later just to satiate the curiosity but right now he stuffs it away and picks up his last item.

When his hands touch the rubber he’s, really confused. When he picks the toy up and gives it a look over Kit immediately looks unimpressed. He recognizes the squeaky ball tied to the short end of the thick rope, it was something he’d been taunted with on and off again while he was still with Illy.

“ But, ” he’s frustrated, “ I’m not a dog. “

#.howling at the moon [ musings ]#[ I'm actually cackling ]#[ He's keeping it anyways so he can have something to chew on ]

hi i’m jess and i’m nervous as shit. its been a while since i’ve been in a group so this is gonna be a whole new ride for me all over again, but lets try to have fun with it anyways!

this is kit my weird oc that i wanted to take for a spin and what better way to do it than to drop him right into a group right? i do work during the week so things are bound to be slow but like i’ll get everything out as fast as i can promise! that’s pretty much everything you really need to know other than i have like 0 icons mad rn aha

#.looking through his eyes [ ooc ]