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[indent]A slight but gentle breeze. The wind was something akin to perfection in the mind of the woman now walking the streets. Attire resembling a light blue and loosely dressed kimono, which seemed to be only held by a tight knit around the waist. Her hair a trimmed black, which was long enough to be resting on her shoulders alongside a rather fancy ornament at the back of her head. Standing at a relative 175cm / 5"7, she was quite tall even for someone of her kind. Body proportions were reasonably average, if not slightly above. Except perhaps for her bosom, which was quite well above average. But that was simply a preference that she never seemed to change or give up on. 

She gave off a vibe of being somewhat higher in status, even if she actually wasn't. It was just simply put, a habit. A habit learned years ago to be exact.
To others, she would seem like a fairly normal woman otherwise, but on the inside was the spirit of a youkai. A fox spirit, prideful and old to boot.
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A scent, something very familiar had caught her senses. Perhaps she was merely overthinking it, but it was worth checking out. As she travels among the many streets of the Imaginary District, she ends up on the same street where it seemed like a group of people had gathered around. But the one she had sensed was the young lass sitting on the bench eating a fine amount of yakitori. [color=9e0b0f][i]"Oh.? A fellow young'un appears at a time like this?"[/i][/color] A passing thought.

Green emerald-colored eyes stared at Miki, whom merely enjoyed the yakitori she had bought for herself. A few words came to her head while she saw the little one enjoy the food; [i]"Bold, lively, and sometimes insolent or arrogant to a fault."[/i] Or so she believed most kitsunes to be at their youth. With a slight grin on her face, she slowly passes by Miki. Hiding her defining features, namely the ears and tails, almost on purpose just to see if the kitten would even notice her go past, or actually realize who she was in the first place. Which is why she stole a quick glance before hitting the yakitori stand. It happened to be a very popular stand too, as the food there was just irresistible to ignore at times. Chicken so happened to be one of her favourites as well. 

She bought a few pieces herself before hopping straight up to a relatively close roof, coincidentally right above Miki. And without a second thought, she munches one of the pieces down instantly. Satisfied, she leaves the other piece to wait for another moment. Consequently she opens her mouth to speak; [color=9e0b0f]"So, to whom do I owe the pleasure of meeting a youngster of my own kin?"[/color] Her eyes stared directly below from a diagonal line, straight towards Miki. Her voice had the feel of a ladylike tone, which she had also adopted over the many years she had to observe many different kinds of people. [color=9e0b0f]"Or perhaps you don't even share that same sentiment, now do you, my adorable little cub?"[/color] Perhaps even condescending on purpose, but that was up to the sole discretion of Miki herself to decide.[/indent]

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