"I don't care about your opinion of me." said Kirinen quietly, her voice a deadly cool. "She's a friend... a very dear one. We have enough o survive on the run, but she's unarmed. And you..." SHe sees another, and lowers her bow. "Two survivors already? I should tell Keriki."
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Bong~! The hammer hit the metal with a resounding sound, metal on metal. The sharpened claw grips the metal firmly. Kira raises her arm, and at her mental command it returns to her hand. She manages to catch it this time.
Sighing, she puts it back in its holster-sheath thing. What does one call a holder for a broken hammer-weapon? She decides it doesn't matter.
Kira glances around for something to do. Nothing interesting.. no animals, no interesting buil--The hell is that? A tiny little weapon shack is nearby. There may be something in it... and if not, at leas some kind of animal. To be sure, she quietly walks up to it and puts an ear to the side of the structure, tapping twice on the wall. It's clearly not empty.
((double-ninja'd... O.O))