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-Unsure if that was a sarcastic comment or serious-
Its just In character, I don't have any hostile feelings twords you. ^·^

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Kyojin let out a soft grunt, slowly stumbling out of the shade. Glancing around, his attention locked on the water. He knew what water ment, Amphibians! A translucent tail twitched with excitement. Narrowing his eyes and perkiing his ears, trying to hear past the voices of his groupmates. A plump frog would be delicious, well a rat or even a crow would be appealing right now. Creeping forward to the waterfall and pond, his nose twitched before a sly grin spread across his face. Quickly making it to the waters surface, but he was startled by the cat looking back at him. Jumping back before slowly peering back into the water. Seeing his own face was startling, his dead looking eyes was frightening. He had never seen his own face, so this was something that made his mind shift from food to the swirling waters. His maw parted in shock, watching as his reflection did the same. Watching as it did something he didn't, which was enough to send someone running but he was it interesting that he couldn't tear himself away. "Wow..." he whispered before stepping away from the waters edge. Slowly turning his attention twords the others. Watching Nelson with little interest, but his attention was focused on VolcanicStar. Clearing his throat before approaching, "This is pretty cool. Ill miss the tower though." he said softly. Making shure it was loud enough for Volc to hear, and anyone ease dropping could hear his comment aswell.

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Kyojin slowly shook his head, he didn't think the permafrost wouldn't melt unless someone had the ability to control fire. No ordinary fire either, it had to be applyed on a surface while someone dug. That wouldn't be a good idea. Pondering on there situation, only if they could have a idea of there surroundings. "Hurm... if only we knew our severity or minority our situation is..." he said halfway to himself. Narrowing his eyes before tapping a claw to his chin. Atleast someone was keeping there heads on, and it was more than just him.

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Kyojin watched her reaction to him booping her nose, a look of interest crossed his face. Curling up his nose before making a somewhat silly face. A sly grin spread across his face afterwards, "Don't worry Shiren, I am not gonna ditch you." he said softly before reaching out with a paw. This time cuffing one of her ears. This was the first time he had ever shown any playfulness. So this conversation was bringing out some emotions he hadn't felt for moons. Only around emotionless phantoms took it's toll on him. Impassive emotions hid any feelings a normal kit should feel. He was so used to being alone and forgotten, it was nice to talk to someone that could remember him....

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Kyojin snapped his head up, blinking his slightly more livid eyes in shock. Bolting to his paws before parting his maw, but Shiren was out of sight before he could utter some words. Grinding his teeth before stepping out of the area he was hiding in and bolting over to the entrance before his groupmate could get to it, fur raised as he bared his eyes widened in fear. He didn't want Shiren to be afraid, she was sick and weak so this bout of panicking could be devastating. "Shiren!' he shouted, something he had never done and it made his vocals hurt to a degree that made him cringe. Feeling like sandpaper grinding in his mouth. Hopefully she would listen, if not he would have to result in something drastic. He didn't want to, she was his friend and hopefully she still trusted him.

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Kyojin clamped his jaws on air, missing Shiren as she darted away. Slamming his paw into the ground in annoyance, focusing on the terrified kit. She probably wouldn't understand any language except her native tongue currently, her mind focused on the fear of the situation. He thought intently, mabie... Parting his jaws before shouting once again "Ftang Sat!" The word could be roughly translated to Stop that in Navi, the language Shiren said was her native tongue. He knew very few words, luckily he had been chatting with a few phantoms that had experience with people and the movie. No full sentences, and even when he tried they were not in the right place. * placement, he didn't understand it at all but hopefully it would be useful.

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Kyojin sighed before burrying his face in his paws. He could feel his heart, it was heavy and it ached. The pain wasn't physical, just emotional. Everything was so different, everything was changing. He didn't want anything to change! He loved his life, now because of this move everything was different. Everyone was changing. He didn't like it, he didn't like change. Scoring needle sharp claws deep into the dirt underneath his paws, scoring long but light gashes into the earth. This was a immature reaction, most claimed change was prosperous but everything was changing. He recalled little to no events before VolcanicStar adopted him, so his life in the old place was all he knew. Everything he knew was the ruins of the tower, so this change was so drastic on his emotional state. The only thing coarsing through his skull was a simple yet irrational thought. He didn't want to change! Grinding his teeth as he bit back the salty tears, he couldn't cry. He was supposed to be mature, polite, sophisticated. Yet immaturity always managed to corrupt him during the worst moments. This immature thought consumed him, he didn't want to change into someone he couldn't reconize. He wasn't shure on how to tell this to anyone, the only groupmates that would listen all had something preventing him from telling them. VolcanicStar was always busy so he was afraid to tell him, Shiren barely understood a sentence in english, and no one else was his friend. Exhailing a deep and shaky breath, letting go of the soil. A few shreds of earth stuck between and underneath his claws. Relaxing before thinking about his current dilemma, hiding his face in his tiny paws. Cloak thrown slopply by his side, exposing his sickly looking body. He didn't look so hot, even morso than ever before. His emotional dilemma clouded any self-conservation.

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Kyojin flicked a dead looking eye over at Love when the canine made its presence known by speaking. He nodded, he knew a few were always thrown off by his sickly looking body. Parting his jaws to speak but he spotted Shiren dropping into the scene. Focusing back onto the canine, "Yes I'm fine, its just the move. Our old territory was the only place I could have called home. I guess one could say I'm grieving." he said softly before thinking. Love probably didn't mean his current situation but probably his sickly figure. "Um, I always look like this if your wondering. Its probably what you mean, everyone is kinda thrown off about it." the kit said calmly. Feeling his skin grow hot as Shiren pulled his cloak back over him like a blanket. Nervously flicking his gaze down at the score marks in the soil. "Thank you Shiren." he said trying to keep his voice steady. He realised how pathetic he may have looked. He didn't care, it was nice to have a friend even if they couldn't understand english. He was sort of aware that she didn't like the change, so atleast someone else could understand. Raising his head before tugging on his cloak with his maw, adjusting it so it sat normally. Clipping it together before relaxing, the dull green fabric engulfed him. Hiding his petite and sickly form, but without the hood on his face was visible. His dead looking eyes the most interesting aspect of his face, and the first thing anyone noticed. Blinking before awaiting Love's reaction, or even Shiren's.

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Kyojin cringed at the loud shreak Shiren created, blinking in shock before shaking his head. Glancing up in time to spot Shiren heading twords another exit. A deep huff escaped him, he couldn't get there before she would. Stepping back, ready to bolt out of camp if necessary. Quickly realising words wouldn't work, putting that down in his mental notebook. So force may be necessary. Taking a running stance, he didn't know the territory well but he could keep up a chase.

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Kyojin cracked a grin, she did kind of look like one of those See/Hear/Speak No Evil monkeys. Letting go of her ear before sticking out his tongue playfully. He looked silly, scrunching up his face before making his face return to normal. A translucent tail waved in amusement. Cocking his head to the side, the strings of a necklace visible. The pendant, the stone he took from the tower, hidden within his cloak. "So Shiren, what do you do for fun around here?"

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Kyojin glanced at the others, narrowing his eyes. Were they gonna do something? A soft huff escaped his jaws before he spun around and padded calmly after the Fruitsal. Easily finding Shiren because of that trail of crushed brush, leaves, and other things. He didn't take very long, due to his super speed. Finding himself out of breath, using his abilities wore himself out. His ears perked as he heard Shiren call out those names. He felt his heart sink almost instantly, glancing down at his paws. He didn't know the creatures that belonged to those names, he kinda wished he did though. Feeling very torn, with little experience of the past of The Shadows of Arcadia much less the occupants that once lived underneath the name. Glancing up at the Fruitsal, were these creatures once significant to the Fruitsal? Blinking, unsure what to do and how to comfort his friend.

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He cackled softly at her response, cocking his head as he was able to make out a few words. His eyes brightened at the word 'Magic.' He had abnormal abilities and he could use them for tricks. His favorite was phasing through solid objects. Magic tricks was another excuse for him to practice his abilities. "Magic? I can do some tricks." he grinned excitedly. A translucent tail twitched with anticipation for Shiren's response.

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Kyojin watched intently from the brush, he knew what Shiren was trying to do. None of his abilities could help, Super speed? Nope. The sight? Nope. Possession? Nope. He sighed, probably the best thing he could do was give her his support. Padding up to Love and Angel, his cloak thrown slopply. His rock necklace visible because it was apparently put on after his cloak. Stepping back, the stone bouncing off his chest. Hiding beside both giants. Staying silents and observing carefully, if something happened he was ready to assist. Glancing at the Heifer and Canine, then shifting his attention to Shiren. Wishing he could help, but lacking conjuration abilities.

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Kyojin watched as Shiren wailed, he felt his heart drop. He hated to hear anyone cry, much less the Fruitsal. Something about a friend crying made one feel horrible, a best friend made one want to murder the person that caused there sorrows. Watching as Love adressed Shiren, slowly padding up behind the canine. Eventually stepping up beside his friend, a sorrowful emotion filled his dead looking eyes. Pressing up against the Fruitsal's side. It was the only thing he could think of, and honestly it was the best thing he could probably do. He didn't know these creatures that made there way into Shiren's heart, so there was no comfort there. Atleast he could provide some comfort in the present if he couldn't provide comfort from the past. Letting out a soft sniff as he too thought of those he once new. Expecially his mother, the skinny black shecat with the prettiest green eyes. Despite the fog clinging to the old memories he could still remember some details. Mainly that deep pink scar striking across her throat, three nicks in her left ear and a long nick across the base of her right. He couldn't remember much of anything else, but he did miss her. Probably not as much as Shiren missed her old companions.
//Hmm...is it wrong to cry because of fictional FF characters?//

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Kyojin smiled softly at the Fruitsal, glancing down at the necklace stringed around his neck. Narrowing his eyes before thinking intently, suddenly turning his attention to Love as the canine spoke. "Yeah, we've all been through something once or twice." he spoke softly. Suddenly gripping his cloak before moving it to a way that Shiren would be engulfed in the green fabric. She was bigger than he was, but the cloak was big enough to hold two adult cats. So when he got older it would still fit. Glancing back at Shiren, "Thank you Shiren.". He said softly.

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Kyojin bobbed his head in a nod. Raising his paws and sitters on his haunches, focusing intently on his paws. Suddenly they became translucent, movements looked extremely odd. They seemed to move in a phantom like jerky movements, except his paws never moved. This was the same thing many phantoms did when threatened. Suddenly he unseathed his claws, and his entire body suddenly took on this appearance. Phasing through the ground, disappearing without a trace. Slowly remerging behind Shiren, returning to normal quickly. A grin spread across his maw, opening his maw. "Boo!" he mewed, attempting to scare the Fruitsal.

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Insomnia had its pro's and con's, mostly pro's for the half phantom. He could wander the territory when the rest of the clan was asleep. The comforting darkness of the night was something he truely enjoyed. Then he heard the rustling from the clearing, blinking in shock as he spotted the Fruitsal. He didn't sleep except in moments of extreme exhaustion or unconsciousness, so he didn't care where others slept. He would flop down somewhere shaded and sleep for mabie an hour, even two. Right now he wasnt tired, but mabie later. Blinking in surprise before silently padding to Shiren, the only sound was his cloak ruffling. "Hello Shiren, do you need some assistance?" he asked. His voice hushed, quiet so he wouldn't aleart everyone that he was out of camp.

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Kyojin jumped at the sudden change in Shiren's appearance. His pelt stood on end in fear, eyes widened to the point where they looked like they were going to pop out of there sockets. Cowering even as she returned to normal, while normally one would be startled by that kind of change, he was terrified. Not because of Shiren, but something else. Something that dwelled within his nightmares, something inside of himself. Slowly starting to relax, but he remained uneasy. Stepping back, trembling uncontrollably. "I'm sorry Shiren." he said in a soft voice. Wanting solitude to dwell on what happened, but he felt his body become numb. Unable to move. "W...wh..what was that?" he stammered atfirst. Dead looking eyes now gripped by an intense amber.

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Kyojin blinked in shock at Shiren's sudden rage. Bolting to his paws once Love made his way over to Shiren. Quickly clearing the short distance. He was risking being pummeled by Shiren's paws but he didn't really care. All on his mind was to stop Shiren from hurting others and herself. His face held to emotion, impassive as instincts controlled him. Instead of shouting he spoke softly, "Shiren, its ok. Just calm down.". His dead looking eyes consumed with an amber coloration. A flash of concern flashed through his eyes, betraying his impassive facial expression.

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Kyojin blinked, completely unsure of what tripped Shiren to such a rage. Then again he spooked her once and she turned into something that could give anyone nightmares. Stepping back, his efforts were futile. Glancing down at his paws, letting Love deal with this situation. Mabie the canine could do more good than he. Stepping away from the wreckage of the tower attempt and the two. Sitting on his flank, curling his translucent tail around his paws.

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Kyojin blinked as Love gripped Shiren, watching as she fell limp. Glancing at the ground as he thought intently, suddenly spotting movement. His attention locked on a few phantoms roaming the clearing. Drawn close by the wailing of Shiren. Letting out a sigh as they realised that he could see them. It was always interesting to see the spirits that was lured by strong emotions. As they often had those kinds of attitudes. The ones that feed off fear and anger was enough to make anyone loose control of there bladders. A negative aspect of his gift. Spirits bound to earth often made him feel comforted that there was an existence after one's demise. Yet many times he gets stressed because he can never confront his deceased loved ones. Glancing back at Shiren, contemplating on how he could reassure her about her possibly deceased companions. The language barrier didn't help either.
//Yeah, and its awkward when someone asks why your crying over a bunch of text...Pfft.//