New arrivals

[Amber]

The morning sun beat down on the dead, dried grass that surrounded Amber, she walked slowly and low to the ground to avoid detection which was only amplified by her small stature. She was never this far away from her old hunting grounds and never really meant to be, but she was seeking a change of scenery. She snakes through the low grass and sparse rocks before coming to rest at the base of a tall mountain, looking up at it she sighed in defeat, yet another obstacle in her path.

She decided to turn and follow the base of the mountain for some way around before finding herself standing in front of the ocean once again. She decided now would be a great opportunity to rest. She'd been on the move for hours and needed a break. Dropping on her haunches and then to her stomach, she lay languidly on the sandy beach, watching the waves crash into the surf.

[Wolfgang]

The outskirts was becoming a familiar haunt to the emperor of the tundra. Maybe it was because he had seen fewer faces coming through the lands lately. It was a product of the season, he was certain, and with warmer weather would dispel. He roams far from the mountain pass of the tundra, out into the fringes of the pines. Wolfgang is careful not to cross the wilds borders, but perhaps he lingers close to see what had been happening - who had been going where?

There is nothing in the central grasslands of interest. Old scents, missing trails and nobody to be seen. So he travels for the lone pine and further. Out until he could hear the waves crashing. The beach itself makes his journey worthwhile and he strides toward the shape of the tiny stranger, a rumble of greeting rising from inky jaws.

"Hullo." he says, "Travelling alone?" that would change his next action. ""

[Amber]

Amber Shot up with a start and swiveled her head around the the intruder. She turned her backside so her chest was toward the unknown male. He was a hulking beast, easily dwarfing her own lithe size. She quickly scanned to see if there were anymore aggressors before setting her eyes firmly on the arrival. "And who might you be thinking you can sneak up on a lioness like that? A bandit perhaps...no, perhaps you're just stupid." She said as she poised herself in a defensive posture.

In her head she knew that if he attacked she would be hard pressed to win, but in her experience she learned that sometimes bluffing is the best way to defend yourself. "The names Amber...And who do I think you are, meat?"

[Wolfgang]

She was alarmed by his presence, he could tell. Wolfgang remained stone-faced, neutral. He had less emotion than a wave-washed rock. Yet his whiskers twitch in what could've been amusement at her comment. "I hardly crept up on you." he said, calmly. He had made no attempt to disguise his pawsteps. Wasn't his fault she was in her own little world. He flicks the tip of his tail, vaguely amused but taken aback by her abrupt defensiveness.

Wolfgang didn't like being called stupid. He loses the touch of mirth playing in his eyes and frowns. "Watch your tone." he says, still calm but obviously not so impressed. Maybe the rank was getting to his head, but he had become accustomed to a certain level of respect. But she doesn't - spitting harsh words with obvious confidence. "Wolfgang, emperor of Ifari Tundra." he answers quickly, "Your new home." Honestly, he didn't really care if she had backup. ""

[Amber]

Amber stared there in anger at the lion. She refused to believe the man, Her jaw tightened in anger at the mans words. Fire burned in her eyes as she glanced quickly to the sides looking for an escape. She trusted her speed, but she didn't know the lands like Wolfgang surely did. Settling her eyes once again on him, she spit on the ground in front of him before speaking. "I hope you know what you're getting yourself into, meat. I will own you soon enough." She spat out as her temper flared enough to make her hair stand slightly. She didn't trust the man in any aspect, nor did she want any part of him. So she decided it best to bide her time, he must sleep eventually and her moment to kill or escape will arise.

Simmering her anger enough to move, she stood at full height, only coming just to his chest. She felt much like a mouse, but her confidence left her standing tall, even against him. Licking her lips hungrily, she chastised the man once again. "So are you going to let your new property starve or are you going to be the big man you say you are and feed me"

If she can't beat him, she can use him, she thought to herself as she flicked her multicolored tail angrily.

[Wolfgang]

Although her attitude wasn't appreciated, her temper sure was entertaining. Wolfgang stares down - literally - at Amber with a slight squint. "Sure." he humours her, his voice dry. He saw no threat from her. It was possible he was underestimating her... but it appealed to his ego to doubt it.

"If you want to curb your tongue, I can show you the way to the tundra." he admonished, "We have a cache there. You'll get food." As sharp as she was, if she was going to work and pull her weight as he intended, he knew opinions were often better on a full belly. "Follow me." it is an order. His stern gaze was a clear warning that he expected no nonsense. ""

[Amber]

Amber sensed the tone in Wolfgang's voice and it only served to reignite her anger. She let out an audible snort as she flicked her tail once more. She Followed after him carelessly, and while the thought of escaping still burned the forefront of her mind, the thought of food won over this time. She hadn't eaten for days and didn't know how long it would be until her next meal. Her stomach let out a roar almost as loud as her own as she looked over the outskirts.

Her legs shook slightly from the wear of the journey and she didn't know how much longer it would be until she could rest. She wouldn't complain though, and certainly not with her new "Owner". "How long until we get there. If it's longer than an hour I'll take my chances on my own, Meat"

[Wolfgang]

Wolfgang considered the journey as he heard her words, dark gaze sliding away as he tracked the route in his head. He suspected he would have to stop to hunt, if that was her mindset. As much as he probably could drag her back kicking and screaming he doubted he'd keep his eyes or ears intact or away from her claws if he did.

"It isn't far, but the mountain pass can be treacherous." he wouldn't sugar-coat it. She was already claimed and he didn't need to do any of the dull peacocking to convince her to go. It seemed like food was motivation enough. With a huff, he turned to leave the beach, watching to make sure she followed. ""

/exit

[Amber]

Ambers ears perked slightly at the mention of danger. As much as she loved danger, she didn't think she'd have the strength if a fight actually started. The more she followed behind Wolfgang, the more her fatigue and hunger became apparent. She was tired, hungry, thirsty and overall weary from the days of travel. Her anger only fueled her so far before she walked on autopilot behind the male. She cared not for his attitude or his way of addressing her and she made it known.

Looking past his haunches, she focused on the back of his head with what intensity she had left and spit out one last quip. "As long as I'm getting fed, I can do danger better than you know, Meat"

/exit