[Rearing Stallion] New Friends (Open)

[Glaive]

A young feline kelvic entered the bright, warm tavern. A gust of wind blew in behind her slightly before she gently closed the door.

Glaive glanced around the room surprised at the amount of people she could see. Unlike most of her race she was quite a solitary, wanderer and didn't often stop at places the had a lot of people.She tended to stick to the forests and mountains. She took a deep breath before she noticed a shadowy table that had a good view of the rest of the warmly lit room. She crept over in her normal manner of walking and took a seat.

A strand of her long black hair fell over her snow pale face as she sat and her cat-like icy blue eyes flicked around. Her emotionless face showed almost nothing about herself and most of the people she had previously encountered found it intimidating. She was 8 human years old but because of her race she looked 16 or so.

Glaive watched a table which contained a bunch of people talking to eachother and studied them. One of them looked like they might be a kelvic like herself. She was always learning and found at a young age that it was hard to get others to like you if you didn't talk much or show any emotions so over the course of the past 2 years she had slowly been developing her skills as an actor. She watched people's reactions and slowly built up her mask to hide her true self.

Glaive leaned back in her chair with her eyes still trained on the table across the room and gently rested her head against the wall behind her.

[Ihnar]

No-one had seen him. So he hoped. The little pycon was hiding under a table. He has followed a group of people in to the tavern. Now Ihnar was starting to regret this. How on earth was he supposed to get out now? Surely someone would see him. And being seen.... was not what he wanted. Nervously Ihnar tightened his red scarf around his neck and stared at his feet. It was awfully lonely under the table.. but he didn't mind. However it was a rather horrible place to get a good view on everyone. Maybe if he crawled closer to the person he was watching. .. The human was oddly interesting.

Slowly the little pycon rose a bit and started to sneak closer to the table where Vez and Mia were.
He was nearly under their table when.. BAM.
A wave of pain hit his head as he fell to a sitting position. Idiot. He thought. He had managed to bump his head on the table.. rather loudly, causing the mugs of ale to shake. The pale pycon felt very awkward just sitting there. He was sure he had been seen by now. If he ran... people would surely mistake him for a thief and attack him. So his little paranoid mind told him.
Slowly Ihnar stood up. 'hello...' he said silently and started to back away slowly, his voice shaking.

[Glaive]

Glaive jumped slightly when a loud bang sounded out from near the table she was watching but she quickly composed herself. She shifted her cat-like gaze to the disturbance and starred at him. She shifted herself in her seat getting into a more ready position and observed what was going on.

Things were starting to get interesting here she thought to herself. The crowd that was gathering was starting to get to her so she began moving to her feet uneasily. Being claustrophobic was not the best thing to be in her current setting.

Her long raven black hair came tumbling down her back when she took out the leather tie it was bound up with. She sighed as her pale cheeks began to heat up and she began to panic in the nearness to everyone else. She took a deep breath and stood straighter to calm herself slightly before she continued gazing at the group that had gathered.

[Vez]

oocI realize that Mia has spent a month without replying to any posts, and as such I will kind of write her out. Sorry for it taking so long for me to respond again, I lost one of my jobs but luckily found a new one. Everything should even out again soon enough.

After watching Kendric buy a plate for Mia, Vez felt satisfied. If this man was gentleman enough to buy her something to eat then he couldn’t be but so bad. Vez caught the sack of coins Kendric had tossed to him and replied, “You’re right I am a blacksmith, and I will consider your proposal. And just so you know, I specialize in weapons.” Kendric seemed in a hurry to go, so after his farewells Vez gave him a smile and a good-bye wave. Vez turned back to Mia, “Where were we? Oh yes, you asked about why I came here so often right? Well you see not too long ago my father…” Vez stopped abruptly when he heard a loud *smack!* accompanied by the ale on the table swishing around. He looked around trying to find the source of the noise, and he eyes fell upon a little Pycon sitting on the floor rubbing his head. The Pycon stood up and murmured a soft greeting while slowly backing away. He seemed a little flustered. Vez couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. What an odd night. He figured he would have a bit of fun. Leaning over to the Pycon he bellowed, “Now who is this little man who dares disturb my sacred table hmm? Speak up little one or I’ll drown you in my ale!” Vez stretched out his arm is if threatening to snatch the Pycon up and drop him in his mug.

[Ihnar]

Ihnar stared at Vez with wide eyes and bowed stiffly, his big hat bobbing up and down. 'S-sir. I-I am I-ihnar.' The pycon said trying to stay calm, but having obvious problems doing so.
Apparenty he had run in to a tough guy. Vez scared him very much. He was muscular and big. Exactly the arch type for mean people who pummeled people on the streets... or so he had heard. Ihnars body was stiff with fear for this new threat.
'P-please.. don't... drown me' he whispered silently. Ihnar gripped his fingers around his red scarf tightly, seeking for any relief from it. 'I will do all you wish I did, and obey all you say' Ihnar blurted out nervously and climbed on the chair next to Vez, sitting down on it. He looked at his feet. Why had this happened to him!? Ihnar cursed his curiosity in his mind. Idiot. This was already the second bad decision he had made tonight.

[Glaive]

Glaive watched the exchange between the Pycon and the Human carefully. It was in her nature to be curious how people reacted to eachother. She began slowly making her way across the room towards them but stopped about half-way. She should be trying to socialize here and make possible friends but the idea of talking to another living being scared her slightly.

Finally she worked up the courage to walk over and stood behind the conversing people. Her eyes flicked from side to side before she said 'Hi.' In her soft, unused whisper of a voice. Her claw-like fingernails dug into her palms as she glanced around the room slightly nervous.

This was the first time she had talked to anyone in over 2 months so after just the one word she was breathless. She nibbled on her lip slightly with her slightly sharp teeth and her eyes went wide in a cute looking manner.

[Vez]

Vez let out a boisterous guffaw at the Pycon’s reaction. Maybe he had overdone it a bit. After he settled down he decided it was time to right his cruel behavior. “Ihnar is it? Well welcome to my table little man.” Vez sized up Ihnar; it was obvious Vez spooked him a little. “Relax pal, no need to say such things as that, I was only joking. I am only a simple blacksmith; I have no intentions of hurting anyone. However, if someone starts to pick a fight with you, I got your back.” Vez smiled and winked at Ihnar, then noticed a pale young woman with long black hair standing next to the table. She said hello. His heart melted. It looked as if it had taken a lot of her willpower to come over, because her fists were clenched and her icy blue eyes were wide. “Hello there young lady,” Vez verbalized, “and welcome to my table. It seems to be the popular spot tonight. Feel free to have a seat.” After speaking, Vez pulled out the chair next to him and patted the seat gently with a cheesy grin.

[Glaive]

Glaive glanced at the man infront of her for a moment before deciding to take up his offer of a seat. She gently lowered herself on the wooden chair and her eyes flicked around to rest on his features. Her expression was void of emotion.

She wanted to start a conversation and opened her mouth to say something but closed it again because she couldn't think of anything to say. She fingered the plain looking dagger that was hidden in her pocket absentmindedly. It was her most precious possession and it held many memories for her. She had forgotten the Pycon's presence but kept to the back of her mind. It felt weird for her to be in the position she was in because of how long she had spent alone traveling the wilderness in freedom.

She finally thought up something to say and asked the human. 'What might your name be?' Her voice was slightly stronger than before and there was an underlying feline sound beneath her words. Her hands were resting lightly on the table infront of her by this point and she gave out the pretense of being relaxed.

[Ihnar]

Ihnar just sat there, feeling extremely awkward. He stared at Glaive for a while, wondering how she seemed so familiar. It was the eyes really. The rest of her seemed just like an average human.
That's when he remembered. He had once been chased around by a cat. Truly it had been a vicious creature, chasing him around the city like a mouse. But how could a human have the eyes of a cat? Or maybe this was some sort of a race he had not seen before. Ihnar knew it would be really rude to ask if the woman was indeed a cat... but Ihnar had a curious mind.

'Ma'am. A-are y-you? A... cat?' Ihnar said, observing the womans face. Hopefully she wouldn't chase him around the city like the cat he had had an encountered with in the past.
Hopefully the big man next to him would really help like he had promised, incase the woman was going to do something unpleasant. The pycon was ready to bolt under the table though, incase Vez wouldn't react fast enough to any incoming attacks.

[Vez]

When Glaive accepted the offer of the seat next to Vez, his grin grew into a smile. This night was turning out to be better than he expected. Normally he just sat by the hearth and ate his meals alone, but for some reason tonight was different. Fate perhaps, he thought. Vez turned back to his plate and resumed eating. After a few moments of silence, the woman beside him spoke up. Vez stopped his spoonful of corn halfway up to his mouth and glanced over at her through the corners of his eyes. He gently lowered his arm and sat up, turning to face her. “My name, young lady, is Vez. I am a simple blacksmith who works in the Ironworks on the other side of town. If you need anything crafted I am the man to go to. Granted I am no master in the art, but what I make will hold true.” He smiled. “How about yourself? What might your name be?” Vez sat patiently waiting for her response, but a few moments later Ihnar spoke up. Vez turned his head and gave Ihnar an inquisitive look. “A cat? What type of question is…” His words trailed off as he turned back to Glaive and studied her features. Her eyes… They aren’t normal… He looked down at her hands resting on the table. Her hands… Her fingernails… They look like claws… He looked up again to meet her eye-to-eye. And now that I think of it, her voice sounds like a cat purring. “Kelvic.” Vez stated plainly. “You’re a Kelvic are you not? I’ve done business with your kind before. Always tend to be a bit odd.” He turned back to Ihnar, who appeared to be a little unsettled. “No worries little Pycon, I’ve never had an unpleasant encounter with one.” Yet. He thought. His hand subconsciously moved towards the haft of his hammer strapped to his belt, and he turned back to face Glaive.