Dessert quest (Open to anyone)

[Akumamika]

Savannah looked out of the Palice windows and watched in horror as the city around her was burning to the ground. Guards lay dead around her as she ran down from the tower and through the many halls. Strange guys in black cloaks had appeared only an hour ago at the gates and now this was happening. It was a massacre, screams echoed through to the walls of palace and Savannah just slid through the huge doors before they collapsed in large embers. She fled from the city as fast as she could, pushing down the guilt and helpless feelings that swelled up in her gut. There was nothing she could do, simple as that. Turning her back on her city, on her people she left her dying home head hung in shame. Her tail trailed across the sand, sweeping away her footprints so she would not be followed. Her spear was attached to her back by two straps, she made her way a good few leagues away before the sun had completely set. She stopped at an oasis and lay down near the trees so she was out of sight.

(ooc: when you post just post a small description of your character like this:: name: Savannah, Appearance: Female Siberian Tigress with long white hair, Beige 2 piece clothing and a gold tiara around her forhead. Age: 19) (you can add any other description you want like powers if your character has any)

[Ishtar]

Nefertum was a loner. He preferred it that way, staying out of society and politics. He really didn't care much for the violence of most civilization. Plus, he often got stares while amongst others. This was because Nefertum was one of the rare albino lions. His fur was snow white, and his eyes were a deep saphire. His mane, and tail tuff were a bit darker, gray almost but still lighter than even that simple color. He didn't mind, he loved the color of his fur. He was walking the desert on his way to a secluded city he had heard about, one that was rumored to me rich with festivities and merchants of every kind. He crested a sand dune and gasped in horror. Before him, instead of the wonderous city he had heard was, was one that lay in ruins. He could hear the screams of the dying, saw the black robed mercenaries carrying out their lethal duty. It was from this poistion that he noticed a solitary figure escape from what appeared to be a hidden passage along the wall. She looked around and took off. She was dressed in rich clothes and he knew that she must be of some importance. He decided to follow her, but to do so he would have to be stealth about it. He used the power given to him at birth, to change his shape. This was another reason he tended to avoid going among people, because wild rumors had spread about a white lion with the ability to take on any apperance, any shape he chose. Nefertum became a falcon, and rode the air currents high into the sky. Of all the forms he had been, he enjoyed the ones that could fly the most. From his position he followed the tigeress, and when night fell and he had to strain to stay in the air he landed and followed her on foot. Staying far enough behind so he didn't attract her attention, but close enough so he would'nt lose her. He saw her destination, and oasis. She arrived about an hour or so before he did, and when he got there he had to search for her. Looking around he saw her underneath some trees, sound asleep. Curious he thought. He could see her spear, at the ready in case of attack, but she didn't appear to have any food. He smiled a bit, for one dressed as richly as she, she probably wasn't used to feeding herself. He thought about how he could assist her, and decided that a decent breakfast would suffice. He pressed his paw into the soft sand, just outside the oasis, marking the spot. Then, concentrating on his den far to the east, vanished. If anyone were watching they would have been mystified, but to him, the power to change his location just made his travels all the easier. This power though, he didn't know the origin, but discovered one day while fleeing a group of bandits. He was running for his life, then, he crashed into the side of his small den. He remembered practicing with it, and discovering that if he marked certains spots, he could go there at will. It was here, in his den, that he gathered some items, a few slabs of meat, some untinsels, and two canteens. He was almost ready to go back when he realized he almost forgot his tinderbox. Grabbing it and adding it to his pack, he returned to the oasis, causing a slight gust of air to move the sand around him. The tigress was still sleeping, so he contented himself by keeping watch. Near dawn, he gathered some food, and set to preparing a meal for the two. He put the meat on the fire, and soon the smell filled the air. He waited for her scent to wake her up.

(OOC: Name: Nefertum. Apperance: Male snow white lion with a dark white mane. He wears a white kilt but otherwise is barechested. Age: 20. Powers: Shapeshifter and can teleport himself or others if the need arises, though he hasn't told any of his ability to tele.)

[Akumamika]

Savannah felt a gust of wind tickle her fur and she kept her eyes closed. She could hear movement near her, she kept still hoping whoever it was didn't see her. When she heared the strike of flint against stone she thought it was safe enough to move. Slowly and silently she opened her eyes to see a light figure hunched over what looked like a small pit fire. She took her spear and pointed it at him, edging closser, and closser til the tip touched the back of his mane. 'So it's a lion' she thought. 'But i've never seen one that colour..' She lowered her ears and raised her tail before questioning him. "Who are you stranger? And what are you doing here?"

[Ishtar]

Nefertum's keen senses told him the tigress had woken. What they missed however, was the fact she had picked up her spear. He continued watching the meat and keeping the fire going. He heard he soft footfalls near him, then stop. He also became aware that there was a spear tip on the back of his neck, through his man. He froze. A dozen thoughts raced through his head, should he shift, get up, try and take the spear from her? He knew that he couldn't teleport himself elsewhere. He didn't want to frighten the rich figure behind him, and he didn't know how quick she was with the spear. Plus, if he teleported he knew that she would be taken with him. For the spear was resting on the back of his neck, and she was holding the spear. Anything in contact with him when he vanished, save the ground, was taken with him. He didn't want that to happen, for she would surely become disorientated and he didn't wanna risk getting stabbed. He decided to remain still, but raised his paws up before him. He stood slowly, with his back still to her, the spear on his neck. Slowly turning around, she kept the spear on his neck. He wanted to face her though. "Forgive me great lady," he added the great to address he noble status, "I saw you wandering alone through the desert. I thought only to come to your aid, offer you a decent meal, as I didn't think you had one with you. Along with some water, for the desert is an unforgiving place, and you carried none. Had you not found the oasis, I fear the worst might have happened to you." He looked into her eyes, making a mental note of the golden tiara she wore. Royalty... he thought...why did she flee her city then? These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, as he waited for her to respond.

[Akumamika]

She glared at him and tightened her grip on her spear. Her eyes narrowed onto his, she could see his mind working out who she was and her pride only fueled her actions. "I did not ask for your help, and for your information I have commited to heart all of the charts that are..were kept in my study. I knew where this place was and can easily fend for myself." She hoped he'd believe that, true she was a good fighter and had enough common sense to find shelter but most other survival skills were not taught to her. She glanced at the cooking meat on the fire behind him an could smell the savoury tang in the air, her stomach gave a growl in protest and she lowered her spear in defeat. "You really went to all the trouble?" She asked him in a softer tone.

[Ishtar]

Nefertum's face broke into a small grin. She's lying he thought, she may have commited the entire desert to memory, if thats true, but surely she did not mean to cross it without even a water container... He pondered this fact for a moment, listening to her words. She left in a great hurry though...to not bring water or food...the spear says she was in danger and sought a means of protection rather one of comfort...perhaps she is being honest then. "Yes," he said aloud, "As I'm sure you know there's not another oasis around for score of leauges, something that cannot be traversed in a day on foot." He looked down at her unsandled paws, then back to her face. "Especially when the desert would burn your feet. I saw you fle-no leave your city, without any amenities, and since I have enough for two..." He gestured to the canteens and the meat, figuring it was best to let her think he traveled prepared versus the alternative, "that I share my wealth. Come, sit by the fire and warm youself from the night's air, and I'll get the food ready." He went to his pack and grabbed the plates, and the utensils. He checked on the meat, satified he took it off the fire and dished it out. Handing one to her.

[Akumamika]

Savannah stuck her spear in the sand as she listened to him and caught his change of word. So she was seen? It didn't matter this lion was an outsider, his oppinion didn't matter to her. She followed his gaze to her paws then back up to his face, looking at him curiously. Her stomach gave another short growl when he gestured to the food again. Although she did eye the canteens suspiciously, if he was an enemy he could easily poison her if he wanted. But she hadn't had any nourishment since the night before and had less to drink than she normaly would. She accepted his offer and sat opposite him, thanking him for the meat and water. "So stranger, what are you exactly? A traveller, a rouge or some sort of hermit?"

[Ishtar]

He pondered her words for a moment, thinking best how to phrase what he was. He was hesitant to tell her about his ability to shift, in some cultures it was considered to be work of the devil or some other such deiety. "I am, " he paused uncertain how to continue, " I am a wanderer. Not a hermit nor a rouge...though some may consider me one." He took a bite of food and swallowed, allowing his chewing to give him time to think. "I prefer to live alone and away from society, politics and other powers that rule. It is much too complicated for my tastes. Mainly for the fact that I cannot do anything about the injustices that happen." He raised his paws in slight frustration, "Injustices that happen to innocents..." He said this last bit more to himself than to her, the words a mear whisper, awakening memories he hadn't meant to bring to light. "What of you," He asked? "Dressed so richly you are either a noble or the wife of one?"

[Akumamika]

Savannah tasted a small bite of her meat as she listened to him explain what he was. Liking the food she too another, larger bite. Her tail swept back and forth over the sand but she stopped and frowned as she caught his whisperes. It hurt but he was true. There were many cases of false imprisonment and deaths, many criminals still roamed the streets while victims suffered. Her older brother wasn't very good at being king but flaunted his power all the same and just made hastey decisions. She wanted to intervine but being the younger sibling she was not alowed a say in the matter. Not that it did matter anymore, everything she knew as home was gone. She only just heared his query and snapped her attention back to his face. "Married? No..I was going to be but I never met the guy before and it is a bit late to go through with it afte..well circumstances changed." She didn't want to tell him she was the princess. He knew she was important, or at least upperclass, but telling him might cause complications.

[Ishtar]

Chewing he listened to her story, and saw she was troubled by his words. His head tilted curiously, An arranged marriage... that further proves she was probably royalty, why else would she be dressed so fine? "How did the cirumstances change," He grinned and made eye contact then added respectfully, "your majesty?"

[Akumamika]

Damn this guy was a smart one. She blushed as he caught her off gaurd and she looked away. "Well for one..my city is probably now a charcoal field spoiling the dessert sand." She put her plate down to the side and started to fidget with her tail, she usualy did when she was nervous, a habbit she had as a cub and still did. She'd have to be more careful as to what she said to this guy, but she felt he was easy to talk to.

[Ishtar]

He swallowed the last of his meat, and took a hearty swig from his canteen. “I do not know those men,” he said, “That attacked your city. They were dressed as mercenaries, or assassins. Their garb was light, and meant to move during the night. It would also provided the quiet needed, as any metal would make noise and give them away. Their target was obviously meant for you, the queen of the prosperous city.” He had not seen any other royal figure, and assumed she was the only one, he heard the sadness in her voice, saw the way her tail flicked back and forth. His tone softened, “I am sorry for you, and for the people you loved, for your city that was destroyed. I’m not sure where you are headed, but if you wish, I can keep you company. It would at the very least, give you someone to talk to, and as I’ve no family of my own,” he paused when he said this, feeling a slight pang of loneliness in him, he tried to keep it from showing, “I would keep you company, and” he smiled, “well fed.” He smiled knowingly, it wouldn’t be hard to get food for them both, not when he could go practically anywhere. Better he think him a gifted hunter. “It is up to you, great lady,” he finished.

[Akumamika]

Savannah gave a sad smile and sighed. "Alas I am no queen. My brother inherited the throne after my mother vanished, and now everything is in ruin." She drew her legs up to her chest and hugged them tight. Thoughts raced through her head about her brother, he was an idiot but she still loved him. She wondered if he was still alive, or if he knew what to do. Probably not. Her eyes closed holding back tears when she heared the stranger's offer. She looked up at him and smiled again. "Thank you, that would be most welcomed."

[Television17]

(OOC:I hope you don't mind that I post here, akumamika.)
Melody fled from the burning city, her silkwhite dress now sullied by charcoal. She ran inthe general direction of nowhere in particular, until she came to a rather unusual sight; An oasis. As she knelt down to drink, her sensitive ears couldn't help but overhear a conversation two other furs were having. Intrigued, she stayed close, but out of sight.

{Name-Melody, specs-5 foot, three inches. Green cat. Gentle and kind, but also timid, and easily frightened. her hair trails down to the backs of her knees.
Powers-Shapeshifter by nature, healer by trade.}

[Ishtar]

Nefertum nodded, and thought of a way to comfort her as she scrunched herself up in pain. She was carrying a heavy burden that she could not allow to comsume her. He voiced his concerns, "You survived, even if your city is destroyed you lived. This is a good thing, because you will provide a symbol of hope if any of your people live." He paused, his ears flicked towards the small pond behind the brush. They had a visitor. He continued talking with Savannah, readying himself to defend if the need arose. He whispered to her, "We have a visitor," his eyes flicked to the brush than back to her face. "Act natural."