Kota
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groupWandering-Nin
age 10 years old
birthday April 8
rank
occupation
The sun will be guiding you They're dying to stop you This race is a prophecy Break out from society
Wow!! Lucky day!! One thing Kota didn't like about towns and villages was all of the rules and adults trying to make things difficult for him. They were animals in their own right. You step out of line or speak in the wrong tone, or get caught pick-pocketing the old fisherman and they were out for your neck. It didn't matter that he was a child, Kota had found himself on the receiving end of punishment plenty enough times whenever he'd slipped up. And it was a damn shame, too. Villages had so much to offer. There were houses with roofs, stores with food, and people to steal from. It wasn't easy making it on your own, not when people were watching your every move and adults tried throwing you into an orphanage, but there were certainly benefits to functioning in a society, he supposed. But one thing Kota didn't like about the wilderness was how he had to do everything by himself. If he wanted food, he had to be lucky enough to come across it or hope he had the strength to fight for it. Berries and other edible plants were usually the best way to go about things, but catching a fish or a rabbit was always a welcomed treat. There were many other problems that came with living on your own, though. Having to kindle a fire and make sure you did so safely--didn't want to burn the whole forest down or accidentally burn yourself. The worst thing, though, was the wildlife. Trying to sleep when there were big and hungry animals prowling around was always the scariest thing ever, and trying to sleep under the stars when the sky only wanted to rain was far from pleasant, too. Kota had to say that hailstorms were probably his least favorite. But this? This was perfect! It was like a dream. A perfect little building, just for him. Was it old and abandoned? Yes. But it was his, now! A roof over his head and walls to keep out the beasts of the wilderness, but without all the people and guards trying to stop him from living his life. The child lightly patted one of the walls of the room he was in as he looked around the remains of the living area. Blankets and things, he thought to himself as he moved forward, squatting at a chest as he rummaged through the belongings. Old books that he couldn't read, and-- Oh look! He picked up the pewter spoon. A spoon! A perfect thing for digging. This was probably the best thing he ever could have had. While Kota wasn't keen on having a home--he liked to keep moving, and didn't enjoy the thought of a stupid adult ruling his life--he did quite like this place, and was finding little reason to leave. A few days had passed since his initial discovery. There had been a few occurrences that he'd found strange. Sometimes he'd find leftovers of what he had to assume had been another animal's meal--a random deer leg here, or a rabbit's thigh there. While he didn't always struggle to find something to eat, and was quite the crafty little individual, it seemed to him that proper meat kept walking right into his hands! And he wasn't going to complain at the luck! One of the chests in the hideout was just the perfect size for him, too. Half-filled with blankets and clothing that was far too big for him, the child decided it was perfect bedding, and if he closed the lid then he was perfectly safe from any creepy crawlies. Inside the building, he wasn't all that scared of bears or giant cats, but there still might be large spiders or a snake! Sleeping in the confines of the chest added that extra sense of security, and the boy liked curling up in the bundles of blankets there. After some time had passed, it was morning and Kota had decided to try his luck with some fish. He wandered down to the river which he knew was nearby and sat down at its bank. Working his shoes, the child patiently untied the laces of his boots--his small and clumsy fingers not too talented at unwinding all the knots, but he was getting there. It was only after a few minutes when the boy had taken off one shoe and nearly finished undoing the other that he noticed another presence nearby--a large man doing his business in the river. Kota squinted at the other individual as he spoke, questioning his presence and existence in such a place. But that conversation didn't interest the child. "Hey!!" he shouted, jabbing a finger into the air at the man's general direction, before continuing with a snarl, "what're you doing!? I was gonna go fish!!" He wobbled to his feet and snatched up his boot, before chucking it at the guy. "Go pee in a bush over there you idjit!!!"
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Mika
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