Kahmori is all too thankful for the breach in the crowd made by Rihyan. He had to admit - it was incredibly difficult for him to become intimidated by just about anything. Yet, even he had flinched a little bit at Rihyan's little dive. Darting into the openings, he begins to wind his way through, pleased by just how easy-going the trip was. He'd expected more trouble - and his cargo was a bit too precious to allow harm to come to it.<br/><br/>He nearly runs head-on into a tough-looking feline. It takes only a second for recognition to spark in his brain, and he offers the feline a pearly-white smile, just before ducking under the arm that was outstretched to clothesline him.<br/><br/>'You!'<br/><br/>Kahmori responds with a happy 'Me!', offers the feline a slap on the butt, then continues right on without so much as slowing down. The free-spirited Kitsune calls over his shoulder, smugness rampant in his voice "Woo! Sorry, cutie-pie. Can't play right now. I promise i'll come back and play, and this time i'll take it easy on-" And, the fox was gone, his voice muffled by distance, and the fact he was shouting over his shoulder.<br/><br/>((Hope it is okay if i don't even bother a touch attack? :3 ))<br/><br/>This little game had just taken another fun turn. If only he'd known that Geno's life might be at stake, he likely would not have been quite so gung-ho about showing off. As it was, though...he figured the dragon could take care of himself. After all, even Kahmori didn't have a desire to tangle with him, and he *LOVED* sparring against others to test his own abilities. There was little doubt in his mind that noone else would exactly want to mess with the big dragon, either.<br/><br/>At least, until he spots the tent just a bit down the roadway he'd just dashed down. The odor here was overwhelming. Blood. Acid. Ozone. The heady mixture (Especially to someone with such an acute sense of smell) almost made his stomach turn. Making a face, he takes a quick survey of the situation. Was this...Nurkisi's tent?<br/><br/>The Kitsune's blood runs cold. Okay. Now, Geno was definantly in trouble. This was where his scent led - and judging by the burned, dissolved, and generally disheveled state of the tent...there had been a fight. The look of glee is instantl wiped off of Kahmori's face. He charges forwards, intending to run head-first right into Nurkisi's torn up tent - only to be met with the business-end of a lance. He blinks in surprize, as if he had not even spotted the green-furred foxtaur standing at the other end of it. A short distance away, but Kahmori knew how lances worked. Especially in the hands of those with four legs. He skids to a stop, backpedaling wildly - okay. Well, this was not exactly what he wanted.<br/><br/>Now, he was a little bit worried.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Oh...crap! Crapcrapcrap!! Okay, Dragon guy is in trouble. Mindy?! Mindy?!!!? Grr...listen, i don't know much about her, other than she *REALLY* dislikes me. And *REALLY* likes her meals. I think...well, this is bad. I can't get in without going through foxy here..ugh...he's big..."</span>Kahmori practically whines in Mindy's head. Yet, there was also a bit of excitement in his 'voice'.<br/><br/>"Lin?" Kahmori whispers quickly "If a fight goes down, Hop off and hide somewhere. Somewhere closeby. If someone even looks at you funny, call. I'll come help, okay? This might get dangerous, though - don't want you in the toussle, so to speak!"<br/><br/>Kahmori instantly drops down into a low crouch, arms out by his side. If he didn't look threatening, then nothing would "Heeey, buddy. Don't guess you'd just let me by, eh?" He calls hopefully, a big, happy smile on his face.<br/><br/>He had a feeling that would not be happening.<br/><br/>Try to teleport in, and have foxy-follow? No thanks. He had no intentions of being trapped.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath...Kahmori prepares himself.<br/><br/>((Kahmori Assumes 'Assassin Stance'))