Spoon Sharpener twisted a strand of grass idly in one hand and buckled on her roller skates with the other. The bent spoon with its ends connected by a chain that she wore as a bracelet was cold on her wrist. Her blue hair was ruffled by the slight breeze. She watched the sun, not needing to look as she fastened her skates. It was just after one in the afternoon. Beside her lay Soul Brightridge, her loyal Leawolf.
Together they waited.
The other Kuhna would arrive soon. Spoon wasn't entirely certain who it was, but she knew it was one of Wolfie's. She knew most of Wolfie's Kuhnas well because of her friendship with Indigo. Perhaps it would be the Arkuhna, Blueprint. Hmm.
Skates buckled on, Spoon was itching to skate down the path, but she had to wait for whoever was coming. Maybe then they could skate together. She hoped so.
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