Ker sat down in front of the camp fire, his face a mask of concentration as he seemed to be lost deep in thought.  His quiet muttering, if Izusa listened carefully.<strong> "Izusa.  Not fuck meat."</strong>But otherwise he didn't seem interested in talking to her till the rabbits were done, at which point he unceremoniously handed her an entire spitted rabbit before tearing into one of the two he kept for himself.  Any attempt to speak with him after that would be met with disinterested grunts, and eventually Izusa fell asleep.<br/><br/>In the morning she woke to find the bare cunt of Iber pressed against the tip of her nose as the tiny feyling looked down upon her.<strong> "Well, I don't think you handled that as well as you could have." </strong>The tiny fairy took to wing as Izusa sat up to find the camp empty.<strong>"He left about an hour and a half after you fell asleep.  I think he went back the way you came, so unless you want to try to chase him down, it looks like you're on your own now."</strong><br/><br/>The fairy wasn't criticizing overly much, but it was clear from the tone of her voice, especially compared to how excited she'd been last night, that she didn't approve of the kitsune's choices.  The real question however was if that meant likewise that her goddess approved or not, and what Izusa was going to do next.