New In Town!~(End)

[Hellfire]

Arianna padded on to the crowded streets of the capital city. She had heard stories about it from others, but never before had she seen it with her own eyes. A smile played across her muzzle, she was here to party and live it up.

Her mother had warned her to mind her manners and not bring to much attention to herself. Arianna laughed to herself, what did her mother know any way? After all if she was old enough to travel on her own, she was old enough to make her own chooses. If any of them were bad well it looks like it was Arianna who would have to pay for them not her mother.

She weaved her way in and out of groups of city dwellers, just taking in the sights. Something or someone was bound to catch her attention in this place. She came to a clearing on the street where she stopped and flicked her tail around. Again the smile played on her face as she thought to herself, This place is going to be great!

[Jaguara Katial]

(sketch of what Darrien looks like now here)

Darrien hustled down the street, he needed to get back to the court of clubs. he was way over due but sometimes getting things taken care of in the capital took longer than any one wanted it to, especially if you looked like he did now. Granted he did get a lot of wanted looks from females and males alike but those were easy to ignore. It was the unwanted looks that bothered him.

Darrien pulled his cloak tighter around his body trying to hide as much of himself as he could. Damn that feather why couldn't he have just left it alone? When ever he got up in the morning it was all he could think about, how it ruined his life and caused him to loose his love.

He was deep in thought when he saw the bright purple of the villa mix and stepped widely to avoid slamming into her. "Excuse me...I almost didn't see you there..." he exclaimed in a very thick selkie accent

[Hellfire]

Arianna was so lost in her own thoughts that she really wasn't watching where she was going. It wasn't until she heard a thickly accented voice that made her jump back to the world around her. She looked up at the tall canine and smiled a sweet smile at him, she examined him as she did this.

To her, he looked very handsome and well groomed. Sure he may have been a little on the skinny side, by the way his cloak hung on him with it pulled tight to his body. She let her eyes wonder from his head to his feet than back up again.

Again Arianna found herself lost in her own mind. She let out a small bark of laughter, that seemed to be happening a lot since she arrived in this place. It was at that point that she remembered that he had said something to her. She put on her best smile for him again, she could see that he was uneasy already as was.

"Oh it is alright, all my fault I would have to say. Not watching where I was walking." She took a bow and introduced herself. "My name is Arianna, I am new to the city." Arianna looked up at him with nothing but sweetness and kindness in her eyes. "May I have the pleasure of your name?"

[Jaryn Frostwing]

Marsallo scurried blindly around a corner at top speed. Statistically, in the past, this had resulted in an 8.7% chance to collide with another card. 84% of these would be significantly larger than Marsallo due to his large stature. While these weren't particularly good odds, he'd done this ten times today already, four in the last 3 minutes, pushing his chances to continue this streak well below 50%.

While normally this would've given the young rodent pause the angry client, there was the angry client, whom Marsallo imagined had not yet given up the chase. rounding the corner, however, did not find Marsallo racing headlong into an obstacle. Instead there was: purple! He came to a dead halt. Well, what a colorful new encounter this would be.

He approached slowly at first. This seemed a little too surreal. A new person whom he was quite certain he'd never seen before, seemed to be talking at some sort of tall, thin hat rack that had been mistakenly left on the street. How peculiar! Thinking he'd best take this newcomer to see a physician he hurried toward her, then stopped abruptly when the hat rack moved and spoke. With an embarassingly shrill, unmasculine squeak, Marsallo ducked behind a mailbox and began to simply observe the goings on.