Can't Keep Living in the Past

[kym]

The wind blew, ruffling his short, messy, brown hair. He looked around with a lost smile on his face. the ends of his red headband lifted with the wind momentarily. Brown eyes looked straight forward, seeing all, and yet seeing nothing but the past. Literally. He wasn't from around here, though, in a way he was. His birth wouldn't be for hundreds of years from now, to tell the truth. He gave stupid laugh, "Why do I even come here anymore? I've found my way back home, so why? Why do I come here?" He closed his eyes and dropped his head slightly, shaking it to and fro.

He wore a white tank top shirt and brown cargoes. Perhaps not the number one choice for most in the Spring, but it didn't matter to him, it was warm enough, hell, he would wear this is the dead of wither and not be bothered by its icy chills. Or at least not for a good while. He had his large hands fitted into his pockets, until he lifted his right arm and ran his fingers through his hair, fixing it some. He opened his eye again as he lowered his hand back into his pocket and looked out over the enormous crater ahead of him.

[kanrya]

Kanrya smirked as she crept up on him and laughed silently. Her tracking and stealth skills were vastly improving since she used them continuosly. She watched this strange person and grinned happily. She finally stood up and smiled amicably. "Maybe it's because something keeps pulling you here." She said quietly.

[kym]

He turned his body quickly to the source of this voice. He looked over the figure. A woman with long, auburn hair, ebony canine-like ears, and even a tail. Obviously a demon. He looked over her features curiously, then took in to consider what she'd said, though he was at a blank, what would be holding him back? Sure, he had one friend here, but he hadn't seen her in ages. Who knew where she could be. He dropped the thought and returned to this demon, "And just who are you?" she questioned, sounding somewhat demanding. He lifted her arm and ran his fingers through his dark brown hair again, awaiting her own answer.

[kanrya]

Kanrya bowed and grinned mischeviously as only foxes can look. 'The name is Kanrya friends can call me Rya..." She winked and wrapped her tail around her waist and grinned. She yawned widely and then purred. "And who exactly might be the demon in front of me?" She asked poiltely. She crouched down again and popped her neck while waiting to see if this demon would attack.

[kym]

He stared at her suspiciously. Just who was this demon anyways? What did she want? He watched as she wrapped her tail around her waist and the was she grinned. He narrowed his eyes at her. He listened to her words, 'Kanrya, eh?' he pondered to himself. He listened to her next words, but waited a minuet before giving a reply. "Akiho." he said simply, "No nicknames." he added, rather plainly. Of course, he wasn't such a bad guy, but the demon just didn't seem too reliable.