Kahmori hops up onto the edge of the stable door upon which he leans. It gives an alarming little creak, threatening to break under the weight of the Kitsune and his equipment. Just as quickly as he'd jumped up onto it, he hops back off, looking at it like it had betrayed him. Dusting his rear off, he decides to settle down somewhere a little less dangerous...and slips over near the Mouse. He remains a comfortable distance away, once more leaning back against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. His tails flick slowly back and forth behind him as this strange individual answers his questions - at least partially "It is my self-proclaimed job to be interested. And yes, i do find myself coming to odds with some of the more unsavory dealings that have gone on in this town. Ehh...admittedly, i've made a handful of....enemies is such a strong word. Gentlemen whom are at odds with me. Yes. That sounds much better." He nods his head matter of factly, his muzzle once more splitting into a grin. He seemed friendly enough.<br/><br/>Lifting an arm, he taps a finger lightly against his chin at the mention of the Heodo tribe, nodding his head slowly "I...know of them, yes. I've been a bit of a thorn in their side. Apparantly, judging by the bodies and the rather...er...generous bellies on some of your companions, not quite as big of a thorn as the lot of you. In fact, i'd liken you all to a tree in their side...but that is just me." He once more holds up his hands defensively, though that silly little grin remains plastered on his muzzle. Sighing softly, he casts another glance at the pile of hay that held the Kobold, fighting the urge to go over and drag the little creature out, just to see what it was up to. That urge is resisted, though - if only barely.<br/><br/>He makes a mental note of the handful of companions that Chrrou mentions, nodding his head. He'd seen them all, perhaps not close enough to recognize them on sight...but he'd seen them "Well, i guess it IS my turn, isn't it? What am i looking for, hmm?" He once more taps a finger against his chin, peering at the mouse like he was the most wizened of sages "Hmm. That is a question. I...suppose the only thing i am looking for is a bit of thanks. The thankful smile on someone's face. The knowledge that - hey - i made a difference. Also, the knowledge that i'd be more fitting in a little pink dress, judging by the way i am talking. Sheesh." He chuckles softly, shaking his head back and forth. His second question is ignored for the moment.<br/><br/>At the mention of hunger, Kahmori looks longingly at the handful of bodies piled atop the cart, running his tongue gently across his lips. He looked hungry, that was for sure. However, he quickly shakes his head, clearing his throat "I...um...i...thanks. I'm really not that hungry. I'll...y'know...get something later or...whatever." A blatant and quite obvious lie, judging by the second little look he throws at the cart. It was likely more out of politeness than want that he'd turned down the offer - something to fill his belly DID sound pretty good right then.<br/><br/>Shaking his head to ward away those thoughts, he sighs softly, looking down at his newfound conversational partner "...Your last question. How can someone like me stay in this town?"<br/><br/>"The same reason a candle stays lit in the dark. It is where i am needed the most."