Post by mbali hadri on Aug 2, 2011 9:09:40 GMT -8
Cautiously glancing around her, oddly marked tail of mostly black, white along the bottom and typical cheetah yellow pelt flicked with anticipation. She had not spent much time in the bazaar, keeping herself to the outer lands, yet she wanted to be adventurous, she wanted to broaden herself, so here she was. Stepping out she took another glance behind her, ensuring none had followed her. Hopefully her parents had given up on trailing her, she knew the outer lands better than they did, she could evade them. Lavender gaze flicked about, spying all sorts she would have never seen at home. Slender limbs moved with grace, although she tried to mute the effects of her teachings since birth. She wanted to be a cat, not some creature of stature that thought they were better than others.
Lithe body moved and weaved between the crowds, her odd markings of lines, swirls and spots felt like she was standing out. Easily noticed, although with all the dancers in their interesting garb and movements she felt she could at least blend in, hopefully. Her gaze swept over several stands, taking her time to examine the bracelets and other trinkets being sold. Perhaps she would need to come back to purchase some, always needing to keep herself unique from those that she had grown up with. It was nice to see so few slaves in this area, there must be some, she would be shocked if there were not, yet it was a relief to avoid to glance of those less fortunate that knew her status. Perhaps they did, but none said anything for now. Finding a quiet place she sat down, awaiting the tea she ordered from the small cafe.
