What do you want? (Macka)

[Nisana Curare]

"At least tell me your name, and then I will leave you in peace," the Akalak offered, doing his best to be smooth and suave.

Nisana almost sighed again, but gave a small pause as she remembered the cat from earlier. Perhaps something similar could prove for a better, less stressful result here. Forcing a smile on her lips she offered, "My name is Nisana Curare."

The Akalak paused, clearly surprised by her sudden change of heart, but quickly regained his smile, "Well then, Nisana Curare, I look forward to our next meeting," and with that the brute turned and left, true to his word.

Nisana gave a soft sigh of relief, but it caught halfway out as she noticed the cat on nearby crates watching her. It looked like the same she had seen before, but it could just be a coincidence. Narrowing her eyes at it for a few moments she turned and walked down the street once more. It would be good to get some food into her, and so she started making her way to the Kulkukan Tavern.

[Macka]

From his perch, Macka watched intently as the pale woman dealt with her obviously unwelcome attention. One moment, she appeared poised to pounce and kill, and the next moment the Akalak appeared to believe her no longer hostile. Either that, or she had cowed him into submission with no more than a showing of her teeth.

Either way, it was proving great fun. Macka praised himself on his decision to follow the pale woman as she turned and saw him watching. Feigning disinterest, Macka tilted his head down and began grooming his chest. It would not do to look too eager, and he was enjoying the game.

When the pale woman turned away, Macka ceased his grooming and leapt to the ground to continue pacing her.

[Nisana Curare]

Passing into the now familiar red colored common room of the Kulkukan tavern Nisana gave a soft sigh. The sight of the place was no longer interesting to her, it just made her long for the comforts of Kalinor. The soft fabric of the buildings, the comforting dimness of the cavern, and the complete lack of anyone not Symenestra.

Carefully making her way through the semi-crowded sets of tables and chairs, so as to not bump the sling that held her wrist, and made her way to an out of the way empty table. She certainly did not want to be disturbed while she waited for her food to digest.

Ordering a plain hunk of meat for her meal she sat back at the table and let her amethyst eyes wander over the the crowd. She couldn't help but think of her first day in Riverfall when she had met her half-blood sibling. That had been a very strange situation to find herself in, and she was confident that she would most likely never encounter something that strange again.

[Macka]

Macka followed the pale woman through the streets of Riverfall, trotting easily outside the crowd of the streets. When she turned into the building, he darted through the crowd and through the doorway behind her.

The interior was tastefully draped in shades of gray and deeply muted purples, and Macka followed a winding path through the room, running his head and sides along the legs of tables, chairs, and even patrons. He made a slow circuit around the room, idly scent marking everything in a wide circle with the pale woman in the center.

By the time that he had finished, the pale woman had been served a perfectly raw piece of meat. That, more than anything else, decided him, and he leaped up onto the table to sit across from the pale woman. Sitting upright, with his tail wrapped around his paws, he stared intently at her, occasionally darting a quick glance to the piece of meat.

Maybe she would not mind if he took a small piece...

[Nisana Curare]

As the meat arrived at Nisana's table she gave a small smile, but her pleasant thoughts of eating were quickly interrupted as a familiar looking cat jumped right up onto her table. She jumped slightly at the sudden appearance, but managed to at least keep from crying out in surprise.

Narrowing her eyes at the encroaching feline she contemplated how to handle the situation. The creature was starting to annoy her greatly, but she couldn't just scare it off. If it was the same one that she met earlier it seemed odd that it would have followed her all the way down here, but perhaps it was just her unlucky day to be hounded by felines.

Noticing the cat's quick glances at the meat Nisana got an idea. Using her dark talons she sliced off a small piece of the meat, and then picked it up to dangle it in the air for a moment, "Is this what you want cat? Go get it then," and with that she tossed the piece of meat off to the side of her table.

[Macka]

From her display in the alley, it seemed strange to Macka that the pale woman would be so nervous about his appearance here. Obviously, she had been more impressed by his show of aggression than she would admit. Purring smugly, he watched her through slitted eyes.

When the pale woman cut and lifted the piece of meat into the air, he seemed to blink into a standing position without bothering with any of the intervening movements. He gave a quick yowl to indicate that yes, that was in fact what he wanted.

As soon as her fingers released the morsel he was gone, flowing off of the table with an appropriately feline grace to sprint a half dozen feet and pounce to snatch the piece of meat out of the air, slamming to the ground and rolling end over end to pin the piece of meat to the floor. After picking it up and giving it a vicious shake, he turned and sauntered back to the pale woman's table.

Hopping back up to his original place, he hunkered down and began to tear off and swallow smaller pieces, purring contentedly.

[Nisana Curare]

Watching the cat dash off after the meat caused Nisana to give off a small chuckle. Animals, despite occasional appearances to the contrary, were just simple creatures after all. Leaning forward she eagerly sank her fangs into the meat, releasing her venom that would start the digestion process.

As she sat back the cat appeared back on the table, and Nisana gave a narrowed glare in its direction. Why would the thing not leave her alone? Baring her extended and now bloody fangs she gave a soft hiss at the cat, and then waved her hands in its direction, "You've got your food now cat, so leave. You'll be getting no more from me."

[Macka]

Swallowing the bites of meat in small chunks, Macka gave a shrug at the pale woman's statement. Gulping down the last of the meat with a jerk of his head, he jumped back to the ground.

Then, in a shimmer of light, there was a tall, naked man standing beside the table. His shoulder length hair and and the stubble of his beard were the same tawny color as the cat, and he turned emerald eyes toward the pale woman as he pulled a chair back at the table and sat down.

"That's fine," he said with a smile, leaning forward to rest his chin on his lightly closed fist, "What you gave is more than enough for now."

[Nisana Curare]

When the cat jumped down Nisana was half expecting him to jump back up, maybe possibly attack her feet, and so she at least managed to not jump at the shimmer of light and appearance of a naked man. She still tensed and glared at him for a few silent moments before she made the connection to what had happened.

"You are a Kelvic, yes?" there was a touch of disdain in her voice at the race's name, "You have been following me this entire time. Why, what do you want? Do not tell me you followed me all the way from the alley to here just for the chance I would feed you a scrap of meat."

Knowing that this was the same cat from before made Nisana very suspicious. Was someone watching her in this city? Maybe some fool Akalak hoping to find some way to trick her into becoming his Nakivak? She would have to be very careful in her dealings until she found out the truth.

[Macka]

Macka quirked his head to the side, "Of course I am Kelvic, what else would I be?"

He was pleased that she had noticed him following. He had seen the pale woman glance his way several times during their trip through the street, but there had been a lack of any real recognition before he had leaped onto the table with her.

"I was bored, and you were interesting," Macka said, tilting his head back the other direction and scrutinizing the pale woman through heavy lidded eyes.

"You will be my Master," the unexpected words surprised him but, in retrospect, it fit with what his mother had told him about her Master. Perhaps this would stifle the growing itch of boredom at the back of his mind.