Stalking Guiseppe

Stalking Guiseppe

Postby Greets » Fri Mar 01, 2013 7:20 pm

Greets had a task to do. The Seamstress wanted her to find and name the aloof man. She slips out the front door of the Dagger and out into the night. She surveys the street, to make sure she would remain unseen for what she had planned. Kacela had said her birth form would scare the people in town. :: Silly Two Legs. ::

She knew everyone’s scent but one, and that one was the one she intended to follow. She pads down the worn steps and into nearby shrubbery. She pulls the loose dress she wears up and over her head and wads it into a loose ball. Crouching down, she conceals herself in the vegetation and sets the dress near the base of a plant and shifts to her felis form.

Bones grinding and tendons tearing, re-aligning are a macabre melody heralding the change. At its completion, she shakes herself and then sniffs around to gain her bearings. :: That is the Cherny boy…. This is Glour'eya… There is a Cub… this one is not one I know. :: She lightly stalks this scent, alert, slinking from shadow to shadow, hunting Guiseppe.
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