Keme
Slouching along, Keme moved along in his usual sneaky manner a low key walk that he had perfected over time. The lowered head, crouched body the tail that dragged along the floor was the key points to this secretive manner of movement and he often found himself walking along like this when it wasn't needed. Just too used to being undercover most of the time he reckoned.
Perching himself upon a boulder that jutted out of the ground on the otherwise dry and fairly flat landscape, he was somewhere inbetween Solo and Impero and on the opposite side of the roadways he could see the outline of the mountain range in which his city was protected by.
After his travel from Distante, Keme had become weary and longed for a chance to lay down somewhere and get some rest but he was wasting more time than necessary and he knew that the King would soon become restless if Keme was late with the results of his recent small routine mission that Keme executed fairly well by now.
Once a month, Keme was sent out to the countrys of Eramaa and Tansanko where he was told to keep the lowest profile a black Coyote with red eyes could make and keep track of what the Wanderers and Starters were up to. By now he was probably known by most of the higher powers in the clans so using his strange power of mist he was able to drift along observing them with no trouble at all. He always enjoyed his work, but when neither Clan had been up to anything new his work became tedious and he usually got a sharp unahppy reply from the king:
"They must have been doing something! Go back and find out what!"
Sighing at the thought of the King being unhappy, Keme let his paws rest hanging over the edge of the boulder as he observed his bleak surroundings of a place in which he know called his home. Although Kiiavs hadn't always been his home...
Keme came from Eramaa, where he was born and raised. He trained as a spy and worked for them fine tuning his skills and executing missions with such enthusiasm he felt he would never grow tired of the job that he was so good at. Although he was once sent to spy on the Reformers and what he saw them doing was new and exciting, much more exciting than the Wanderers who were set on finding Mother Nature: Keme was driven by the want to learn knowledge and see new things being made so he came attracted to them.
Gradually brainwashed by their regime, Keme didn't think twice but to betray the Wanderers by relaying incorrect information to them and delivering news to the Reformers when ever they needed it. Eventually when he was found out he was of course kicked from the clan but he only went to join the Reformers and that is where Keme started to become the sleazy, cunning character he is today.
Stirred from his small doze, he started to amble back off down the track on his own towards Impero where he would address the king on his findings and the report that he was to write up as soon as he was home...