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Kara muttered to herself, racing low along the ground. She had chosen to forego her armor, allowing her to run at her fastest. The surrounding flora raced past her. Now was the only time she could do this, when Hayate was distracted. She sniffed, catching the scent that she so desperately craved, licking her lips. She glanced around, soon enough finding her target; a young catgirl was sitting in a nearby clearing, meowing something loudly. It sounded like some kind of song, though it fell on deaf ears as Kara crouched, preparing for her spring-!

"Hey, Kara, What're you doing?"

Kara froze, her tail lifted up in irritation. She shook her head, laughing nervously as she patted her hair down, looking at the little human behind her. "Oh, hey Hayate. I'm just hunting!"

"What're you hunting around here? Didn't you say all the humans were underground?" Hayate wondered, scratching his jaw. Kara frowned, bopping Hayate on the head gently with her tail.

"So, Hayate, do you have any ideas where your friends are?" Kara asked, sitting down before the small human. Hayate shook his head, frowning worriedly. Kara's ears drooped, and she nodded. "It's been 3 months with no sign of your friends. Are you sure they came to this world also?" Hayate nodded, his expression grim. "Well then, someone's bound to have seen them! Come on, we're looking in Broadaroachy next." She smiled, setting Hayate gently on her shoulder as she ran at an easy gait. Hayate yelped, clinging to her sleeve tightly as the wind buffeted him in the face. "That reminds me! How've you been doing with that blade I found you? Have you been practicing?"

Hayate nodded as she leaned forward to run on all fours. Kara glanced up, noting that the sun was now low in the western sky, sliding to a stop suddenly. Hayate yelped for a third time, tumbling off her shoulder, unprepared for the stop. Kara winced, hearing an extremely loud thud as Hayate hit the floor. Thankfully, he managed to tuck and roll to keep himself relatively free of injuries beyond a scratch, but he was still rather shaken. Hayate stood up shakily, taking deep, deep breaths. "Kara! Will you at least warn me when you're gonna do that!?" He muttered, his heart almost beating out of his chest. Hayate shook off the various blades of grass that were on him, hearing Kara apparently searching for wood for a fire. "So, can I ask why you're helping me? I was under the impression that all nekos viewed us humans as food."

"That's a bit of a stupid question to ask! I'm helping you because I want to. What other reason would I have?" Kara smiled, humming a song to herself as she piled the wood into a pyramid shape.

"So, what continent are you from?" Hayate asked the question that had been bugging him for a couple months, ever since he'd met the odd girl. She laughed, stretching languidly. "And is it really ok to just leave your armor behind? Won't someone try to steal it?"

"Nope! I stashed it away someplace people wouldn't think to look for it! It's as safe as if it was in a vault!" Kara murred, scratching at her feline ears. "As for what continent I'm from, I'm from the continent of Zuhrun!"

"Is that far from here?" Hayate wondered, walking along the sides of the forest clearing. He tilted his head, hearing the sound of a river nearby. "So, you think you can-" Hayate yelped, interrupting himself as he dived to the side, Kara's foot missing him by mere inchs as she leaped at the river. Hayate shivered, sitting up as a splash resounded. He tried to calm his beating heart as Kara dove under the water effortlessly, hardly disturbing the water beyond her initial splash. Hayate found himself laughing despite himself, walking back to where Kara'd set the unlit fire. As he waited, he stared up at the sky curiously, various thoughts flooding his head. "What did I get myself into...?" He asked rhetorically, having asked himself this same question many, many times before. He stared up at the sky, watching as the sun sank below the horizon. He shivered, feeling the chill as cold started to sweep across the land. Another splash echoed. Hayate glanced up to see Kara walking up, her hair and clothes dripping wet. She giggled, holding up the fish she'd caught. It was as big to her as an adult marlin was to him back home. Kara tossed the fish to the ground on the opposite side of the fire pit. She shook herself as dry as she could scattering water all over Hayate. Hayate looked away in annoyance. For a moment, he considered complaining but the rustling of cloth distracted him from his thoughts. The rustling was quickly followed by a pair of wet plops, which were then followed by the sound of sticks clattering. Hayate turned in shock. Kara stood before him, completely nude. Her tail was curled up around her waist, shielding her secret from prying eyes as she knelt, striking the flint and steel together. She seemed to have forgotten that Hayate was still there.

"Just let-" She looked at Hayate, smiling until she saw his expression. She frowned for a second, following his gaze to her bosom. She blushed, turning to look back at Hayate. Hayate returned the stare blankly, his mind feeling as though it'd just exploded. The pair sat like this for several minutes, a smile edging over Kara's mouth as she watched him. "Just relax Hayate." Kara leaned forward, lighting the fire pit with her flint and steel. She didn't even seem to care that she wasn't wearing anything.

Hayate crossed his arms, trying to keep her from seeing his blush. Kara continued; for a second, it sounded like she was talking to herself as much as she was to him. "You seem like a nice guy, if my last few monthes around you are any indication." Hayate lowered his head, blushing bright red. "Heh, I wouldn't be surprised to hear that you're more worried about these people you came with then you are about yourself." Hayate shook his head, keeping his gaze locked on the moon stubbornly as Kara de-boned the fish expertly, cutting off several filets with a small knife.

Hayate yawned, thinking about this catgirl as she lay the filets out on a hot rock near the fire to cook them. The pair sat in an uncomfortable silence, the fire crackling all that broke the silence as thoughts ran through their heads. Hayate fidgeted, staring at the katana that his companion had salvaged for him. Kara used her knife to turn the filets over. Hayate turned his back to Kara, resting his head on his hands. Kara nibbled on her lips as she waited. Once she'd felt the silence had become unbearable, she prodded Hayate with her tail, prodding again when he failed to turn around. When he finally did turn, she leaned in, quickly licking him gently, almost playfully. She winked at Hayate's shocked face, her own slightly red. "Look, I know you don't really trust me yet because I'm a giant neko, but I will promise that I'll always be there for you Hayate." She leaned away, turning her attention back to the filets. Hayate's face was bright red and she giggled, amused by her companions reaction. "What's wrong? You not used to being around a neko this beautiful?"

Perhaps realizing he was staring, Hayate swallowed and turned away, eliciting another laugh from Kara. "H-Hardly. I was just impressed by how big your-" Hayate clapped his hand over his mouth, blushing even brighter.

"By how big my girls are?" Kara asked, laughing at Hayate's awkwardness. She glanced at her clothes, feeling the shirt and skirt. "Well, these are mostly dry. I guess I'll put them back on then." Hayate shook his head, trying to ignore the sound of cloth rustling as he walked over to the smallest of the filets. Thankfully, Kara had set the hot rock by a much cooler rock, so Hayate was able to drag the small filet over with as little trouble as possible, considering it was still about the same size as he was. Conversation died as Hayate and Kara ate their respective meals. It wasn't long after their meal that they turned to opposite sides of the campfire and dozed off.

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Hayate woke up in the middle of the night, shivering. The night was much too chilly for the little human to cope with. He sat up from his grass bed, pushing the grass blanket off of him as he looked towards the fire, now dead from neglect. He looked around to find Kara, but she still seemed to be asleep. "It's so cold..." He coughed, hugging himself to warm up as he looked around for some sticks to make a fire of his own.

"Something wrong, Hayate?" Kara wondered sleepily, looking at the human. Hayate shook his head, walking over and leaning against Kara's leg. Kara grinned sleepily, wrapping her tail around him and setting him down next to her. "Good night!"

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Kara muttered to herself, racing low along the ground. She had chosen to forego her armor, allowing her to run at her fastest. The surrounding flora raced past her. Now was the only time she could do this, when Hayate was distracted. She sniffed, catching the scent that she so desperately craved, licking her lips. She glanced around, soon enough finding her target; a young catgirl was sitting in a nearby clearing, meowing something loudly. It sounded like some kind of song, though it fell on deaf ears as Kara crouched, preparing for her spring-!

"Hey, Kara, What're you doing?"

Kara froze, her tail lifted up in irritation. She shook her head, laughing nervously as she patted her hair down, looking at the little human behind her. "Oh, hey Hayate. I'm just hunting!"

"What're you hunting around here? Didn't you say all the humans were underground?" Hayate wondered, scratching his jaw. Kara frowned, bopping Hayate on the head gently with her tail.

"So, Hayate, do you have any ideas where your friends are?" Kara asked, sitting down before the small human. Hayate shook his head, frowning worriedly. Kara's ears drooped, and she nodded. "It's been 3 months with no sign of your friends. Are you sure they came to this world also?" Hayate nodded, his expression grim. "Well then, someone's bound to have seen them! Come on, we're looking in Broadaroachy next." She smiled, setting Hayate gently on her shoulder as she ran at an easy gait. Hayate yelped, clinging to her sleeve tightly as the wind buffeted him in the face. "That reminds me! How've you been doing with that blade I found you? Have you been practicing?"

Hayate nodded as she leaned forward to run on all fours. Kara glanced up, noting that the sun was now low in the western sky, sliding to a stop suddenly. Hayate yelped for a third time, tumbling off her shoulder, unprepared for the stop. Kara winced, hearing an extremely loud thud as Hayate hit the floor. Thankfully, he managed to tuck and roll to keep himself relatively free of injuries beyond a scratch, but he was still rather shaken. Hayate stood up shakily, taking deep, deep breaths. "Kara! Will you at least warn me when you're gonna do that!?" He muttered, his heart almost beating out of his chest. Hayate shook off the various blades of grass that were on him, hearing Kara apparently searching for wood for a fire. "So, can I ask why you're helping me? I was under the impression that all nekos viewed us humans as food."

"That's a bit of a stupid question to ask! I'm helping you because I want to. What other reason would I have?" Kara smiled, humming a song to herself as she piled the wood into a pyramid shape.

"So, what continent are you from?" Hayate asked the question that had been bugging him for a couple months, ever since he'd met the odd girl. She laughed, stretching languidly. "And is it really ok to just leave your armor behind? Won't someone try to steal it?"

"Nope! I stashed it away someplace people wouldn't think to look for it! It's as safe as if it was in a vault!" Kara murred, scratching at her feline ears. "As for what continent I'm from, I'm from the continent of Zuhrun!"

"Is that far from here?" Hayate wondered, walking along the sides of the forest clearing. He tilted his head, hearing the sound of a river nearby. "So, you think you can-" Hayate yelped, interrupting himself as he dived to the side, Kara's foot missing him by mere inchs as she leaped at the river. Hayate shivered, sitting up as a splash resounded. He tried to calm his beating heart as Kara dove under the water effortlessly, hardly disturbing the water beyond her initial splash. Hayate found himself laughing despite himself, walking back to where Kara'd set the unlit fire. As he waited, he stared up at the sky curiously, various thoughts flooding his head. "What did I get myself into...?" He asked rhetorically, having asked himself this same question many, many times before. He stared up at the sky, watching as the sun sank below the horizon. He shivered, feeling the chill as cold started to sweep across the land. Another splash echoed. Hayate glanced up to see Kara walking up, her hair and clothes dripping wet. She giggled, holding up the fish she'd caught. It was as big to her as an adult marlin was to him back home. Kara tossed the fish to the ground on the opposite side of the fire pit. She shook herself as dry as she could scattering water all over Hayate. Hayate looked away in annoyance. For a moment, he considered complaining but the rustling of cloth distracted him from his thoughts. The rustling was quickly followed by a pair of wet plops, which were then followed by the sound of sticks clattering. Hayate turned in shock. Kara stood before him, completely nude. Her tail was curled up around her waist, shielding her secret from prying eyes as she knelt, striking the flint and steel together. She seemed to have forgotten that Hayate was still there.

"Just let-" She looked at Hayate, smiling until she saw his expression. She frowned for a second, following his gaze to her bosom. She blushed, turning to look back at Hayate. Hayate returned the stare blankly, his mind feeling as though it'd just exploded. The pair sat like this for several minutes, a smile edging over Kara's mouth as she watched him. "Just relax Hayate." Kara leaned forward, lighting the fire pit with her flint and steel. She didn't even seem to care that she wasn't wearing anything.

Hayate crossed his arms, trying to keep her from seeing his blush. Kara continued; for a second, it sounded like she was talking to herself as much as she was to him. "You seem like a nice guy, if my last few monthes around you are any indication." Hayate lowered his head, blushing bright red. "Heh, I wouldn't be surprised to hear that you're more worried about these people you came with then you are about yourself." Hayate shook his head, keeping his gaze locked on the moon stubbornly as Kara de-boned the fish expertly, cutting off several filets with a small knife.

Hayate yawned, thinking about this catgirl as she lay the filets out on a hot rock near the fire to cook them. The pair sat in an uncomfortable silence, the fire crackling all that broke the silence as thoughts ran through their heads. Hayate fidgeted, staring at the katana that his companion had salvaged for him. Kara used her knife to turn the filets over. Hayate turned his back to Kara, resting his head on his hands. Kara nibbled on her lips as she waited. Once she'd felt the silence had become unbearable, she prodded Hayate with her tail, prodding again when he failed to turn around. When he finally did turn, she leaned in, quickly licking him gently, almost playfully. She winked at Hayate's shocked face, her own slightly red. "Look, I know you don't really trust me yet because I'm a giant neko, but I will promise that I'll always be there for you Hayate." She leaned away, turning her attention back to the filets. Hayate's face was bright red and she giggled, amused by her companions reaction. "What's wrong? You not used to being around a neko this beautiful?"

Perhaps realizing he was staring, Hayate swallowed and turned away, eliciting another laugh from Kara. "H-Hardly. I was just impressed by how big your-" Hayate clapped his hand over his mouth, blushing even brighter.

"By how big my girls are?" Kara asked, laughing at Hayate's awkwardness. She glanced at her clothes, feeling the shirt and skirt. "Well, these are mostly dry. I guess I'll put them back on then." Hayate shook his head, trying to ignore the sound of cloth rustling as he walked over to the smallest of the filets. Thankfully, Kara had set the hot rock by a much cooler rock, so Hayate was able to drag the small filet over with as little trouble as possible, considering it was still about the same size as he was. Conversation died as Hayate and Kara ate their respective meals. It wasn't long after their meal that they turned to opposite sides of the campfire and dozed off.

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Hayate woke up in the middle of the night, shivering. The night was much too chilly for the little human to cope with. He sat up from his grass bed, pushing the grass blanket off of him as he looked towards the fire, now dead from neglect. He looked around to find Kara, but she still seemed to be asleep. "It's so cold..." He coughed, hugging himself to warm up as he looked around for some sticks to make a fire of his own.

"Something wrong, Hayate?" Kara wondered sleepily, looking at the human. Hayate shook his head, walking over and leaning against Kara's leg. Kara grinned sleepily, wrapping her tail around him and setting him down next to her. "Good night!"