Putting his hands in his pockets, Kyo sighs and starts walking, no destination in mind. He’s getting restless, like a feeling deep down in that place he hates to acknowledge that something’s about to happen. So annoying. I mean come o n, he’s just walking! He looks around to settle his nerves and sees absolutely nothing that would set his instincts off. Just great, his animal spirit must be broken or something.
It’s when he passes a nondescript brunette that his instincts go completely haywire. The hair on the back of his head stands straight up and he has to resist the urge to hiss loudly at this stranger. Honestly, there is nothing threatening about them. They could fit right into a group of Kyo’s classmates, quite frankly. So why was he freaking out? The need to know outweighs the urge to run and he (gently) grabs the person’s arm. He wasn’t expecting it to be so cold.
“Hey, are you sick or something? What’s wrong with you?”