Kamoku sighed and shook his head. He watched the rubbled of his brother-in-laws tea shop. Even though it was 10 years ago. He used to sit in this place for free and eat yanks of deer meat with strong coffee. He could still feel the comfort and mumbles of chatter. It was what humans called a 'ghost memory' where he could remember where things were placed exactly. Oh how he wished they were there.
He stood up from the rock and looked around. He wasn't here only to think about the old days, he was here for the young blood that was compatable to his Guujin treatment. He had only one glance at him in the heat of the day behind thick curtains. He was glad he had caught the boy in time. The boy had a horrible clot growing in right side of his brain. The area in which to control his left arm. He needed to find the kid before it blew, which would probrably be within 3 weeks.
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