During the current search regarding the Chimera Ant Queen, Kite was constantly on the move with little to no rest for the past few weeks, about up to an entire month in which had tired him out more than he'd like to personally admit. He sat in a small clearing of the forest, his back leaning against a tree behind him as she rested his body.

Though his 'peace' was suddenly disturbed at the sounding of branches and leaves rustling in the nearby distance. His head turned to the direction of the sound, his eyes locked onto the area of noise as his hand reached for the hilt of the katana that rested in it's sheath, ready to draw it out at any sign of danger. Though he was caught off guard as a person stepped into view from the layers of leaves and trees, his body stepping backwards a bit with the direction of his legs, pushing him further away from the unknown person.

The person didn't have a human presence; their aura was too unnatural. But they didn't appear to be a Chimera Ant either, so he decided to keep a safe distance. It seemed after a long silence of quiet staring, he had spoken up, his tone stern yet had an underlying softness, as if attempting to keep himself from provoking someone who could potentially be dangerous.

"Who are you, and what is your purpose for being out so late? Especially with all of the news of Chimera Ants. It's fairly foolish to do so on average circumstances like this."