Static, male Rejection Kuhna
Achlys, female Darkflame Kuhna
Auxibio, male Calamikuhna
In the approaching twilight, the shapes of the three kuhnas seemed to merge into one, and it blurred around the edges as they continued to move foreward. The one at the front of the group was larger by quite a bit, his coat having the shiny, full quality of an animal at least several years old. The two smaller ones, however, still had coats that were almost kit-like, and quite fluffy. In their manner of walking, all three kuhnas had a different stride. The rejection kuhna almost seemed to slash at the ground as he walked, and he either stared at the ground or snuck glances into dark alleys, sulking in a way that made it seem like he hated the world and everyone in it. His fur prickled at the nape of his neck, though there didn't seem to be anything to be nervous about.
The largest of the two smaller kuhnas, a male, had a powerful, almost godlike way about him. Each paw struck the ground as if he was completely sure of where he was going, even though he was following another, and he held his head high, a defiant challenge to the world. His dark coat brushed that of his sister beside him, who was skulking about even more than their father. Her stride was low to the ground, careful, and so light that you wouldn't have been able to hear her even on the quietest night. She had a scrawny, underfed look about her; even the flames on her tails and flank didn't shine as bright as they should have. Her ears were constantly twitching every which way, and her eyes shone a eerie milky blue. The darkflame always stuck close to her brother, and her pawsteps lined up with his. When he turned even the slightest bit, so did she. He seemed almost annoyed by her clingyness, but the rejection kuhna glanced back occasionally, as if to check on her, but then he would turn back and sink into himself again. The darkflame just stared sightlessly into the distance.
Together, they made a pretty dismal group.
Occasionally the siblings would say something to each other, just a few words, never a whole conversation, and it was usually the darkflame to the calamikuhna. Now the darkflame raised her head suddenly, staring at nothing but obviously concentrating hard. Her forehead wrinkled as if she was troubled, and she turned to her brother to speak.
"There's a group of three kuhnas over there."
It wasn't a question, it was a statement. He just nodded and glanced foreward and to the left a ways. "Yep. They're revelates. Following a preuhna."
"I don't like them much. The revelates."
He shrugged. "So?"
"They're theives. They take money."
"Not our problem."
"It is if they steal something valuble."
The calamikuhna just snorted. "Like what, a fish? Stop snooping into other people's business, Achlys. It's not even a big deal."
"Okay, but what if they--"
"You're so annoying."
"Do you have my--"
The calamikuhna made a final disgusted noise and sped up as to join his father. Achlys didn't hasten to join him, but wandered on just behind them, lost in though. She twitched her ears, trying to sort out all the noises around her. Without realizing it, she began to drift sideways, away from her father and brother and towards the edge of the boardwalk.