Apparently come the morning, the Belonging was more important for a Kitsune than Kiko understood. It was the crux of her bubbly, bouncing step back at SIR, and being taken from that was what had caused such despair. So when she woke and dressed in the morning, there was a woman outside her tent. With an aura of glory and five tails behind her, she had an inverted colour pallet that marked her out as special, and stretched out a hand. Taking the hand before she even realized, Kiko was taken off to a special tent, where a dozen Kitsunes, all with a single tail were found. Joined in a circle similar to the one she had in SIR, the five tail would take her position at the head of the circle and invite Kiko to take the hands of those next to her.

Joining in, she was immediately blown out of the grey world and filled with purpose and desire once again. The world had colour and the air had smell. Her blood flowed again and there was a song in the air that was so beautiful. It was quite terrifying how different it was to be separated from this pseudo-hive, but right now she didn't care about how bad it was to be outside it, just that she was inside it again.

Chittering, it seemed, was a universal Kitsune thing, as those that made up her circle immediately mobbed her and circled around her as they were shifted out of the tent by the woman with five tails. Here, she regaled tales of the city and of her exploits in SIR. Chores were an every day thing, but Kiko didn't mind cleaning up and cooking with them around. It was great to be with others again, and she never expected to miss sleeping with another so much. The guy she was in the bed of didn't seem to even consider the idea of doing anything, and they just slept until the morning.

Though, the Belonging wasn't all a good thing. With the return of emotion came emotional reactions. Slowly wearing her patience to the bone, it all boiled over when she pricked herself yet again with the goddamned needle! Her fingers were covered in tiny wounds from the pricking, and she threw the clothes to the ground with a scream.

"Fuck! What the fuck am I doing here!?" She shouted, standing up and raging at the sky. "I am not a seamstress. I am not a launderette, and I am hardly a cook. I am a fucking SIR Agent!" she screamed. "Recruit. Whatever! Literally, what the hell am I doing here?!"

Her outburst caused near the whole camp to pause and stare. And, to attract the woman who had been at her Belonging. Clearly an important person, as the crowd gathered around her parted at her presence, and she spoke with confidence. “Give us a moment”

Everyone backed off at that, but kept an eye on what was going on anyway because it was interesting. Few city foxes came here, and people wondered if they were all so unstable.

"You. You were there at the Belonging" Kiko almost accused, her eyes burning with emotion as she was ready to savage anyone, to get her answers.

“Mmm. First thing I ever got to do. I don’t blame him, I understand exactly why he did it. But it still hurt” the woman had a mournful voice, one that made Kiko want to cry. But, she was too burning with fire to let it happen.

“I suck at the pronoun game” Kiko replied, body tense from the overboiling of emotion.

“Ahh, yes. No doubt he hasn’t told you anything about it, would kind of defeat the whole purpose if he did. Guess he never got anyone else either....not that I expected he would. Wasn't his kind of thing” The woman continued the pronoun game, as if teasing her or something. But from the tone, Kiko could tell she was just nervous and dragging out this to work up the courage to say what she needed to say.

“I’m Yeni, your mother” She eventually managed to get out. Kiko, for her part, deflated almost immediately. Flames extinguished in an instant. This was why she was here, what she had come for. Why she was so angry, because she had come for this woman, who just didn't even turn up. Unable to really say anything, she just stared.

“Oh……”