Reina, The desert fox.

[Rufus]

[glow=blue,2,300]Reina[/glow]

Anam, Tavern on the outskirts

Reina shied away from the mans touch as he groped her as she went about her business in the tavern. She dropped off the plate she'd been carrying to a table of guards. She huffed, whiping the sweat from her brow with a smile at the tavern masters soft pat on her head, He knew what she was and carefully had let her in and had been teaching the young therian girl the in's and outs of Anam for the better part of a week. She worked hard to please those at the tavern and had become a well liked attraction to the old crumbling tavern. She sang in the evenings and even danced as a way to draw more customers for the kindly old hound.

She expertly evaded a set of hands, giving a red faced glance down at her thigh as a hand traveled it's way over the stocking she wore before she bit her lower lip and gently peeled the hand off and kept going, the feathers in her hair waving slightly as she ducked around a table and set down yet anotherp late of food and ale, pouring apitcher with her other hand and expertly balancing a platter on her head even with a set of hands slowly runnign the silken lengths of what she would tentavly call her one vanity - her hair.

She smiled as she swayed out of reach, in her mind it was slowly becomeing a game for her. She rounded up the last of the empty meals as the patrons left her generouse tips. She collected the money, handing it all over to the tavern master as they continued to clean up the empty tables and welcome in the newer customers. She scowled at the amount of money that was handed back to her, "I don't.." The man chuckled and shook his head, "You've earned it girl, Not a word, 'ey?" She sighed. She had more moeny than she'd really expected to save. But still, much of it found it's way secretly into the till forthe bars continued operations, or as a gift to the other girls who worked there. what she made form dancing and singing she saved.

Looking about the bar she smiled, she liked it here. The only trouble she seemed to have was with some of the guards who thought tavernmaid also ment tavernwhore. She stretched, easing the sore muscles of her lower back before grabbing a rag and whiping down the tables that had been vacated. She froze and arched an eyebrow, turnign her head slightly to look downher back as the hand on her rear, she scowled and swatted the hand away. before moving along the table to another before returnignto the bar counter and siting down, no longer working and planning to enjoy her own meal set out before her. Her stomach growled and she sheepishly grinned to the tavernmaster. When she'd completed her meal she made her way towards the corner of the room in which she usualy sang so she could relaxe and wait for a request.

Reina yelped slightly as a hand grasped the small link of chain that was still attached to her collar and found herself in a mans lap as he laughed, "Hey there pretty thing!" His firends leered at her as she blushed and squirmed, swatting at the hand holding the chain, "she wears a slave collar yt from the loosk of it the poor sod let her have her freedom. mores the pity, wonder how she is..." she growled and slapped the mans hands away, "You knwo the rules here, guard. I'm off limits." She slipped from his lap and with a jerk of her neck wrenched the chains from the mans fingers and stalked off. The mans laughter echoed in her mind as she forwent her spot and instead went ot her small room and set on the bed sighing, it would be a few nights more before she would involuntarily change, but right now she wished to roam and wander as the vixen she was. She bit her lower lip as she locked the door and let the change take hold after divesting herself of her clothing.

She chirped softly to herself as she carefully cleaned her tail and fluffed it to her liking before pacing around the room, listening ot the soft, almost musical clink of the chain before relaxing in a ball upon the bed. In her own mind, everything was as it should be. She was, to an extent. Happy.

[Rufus]

[glow=blue,2,300]Reina[/glow]

Anam, Tavern on the outskirts

Reina chirped softly as she uncurled, the light from the window, or rather absence of it told her the sun had shifted. She once again fluffled herself and admired her form in the cracked mirror before letting the change grab hold and return her to that of the bright eyed ex-slave. She clothed herself and slipped downstairs, today she'd visit the market. There were thing's she'd like to buy, namely some new clothing.

The sun was bright and hot, as it usualy seemed to bein the desert as she moved from stall to stall. She already held a small bundle of items under one arm as she eyed a set of finely crafted arrows in a quiver. She'd buy them later to replace the old aging one she had in her room in the corner. She smield slightly, She missed the forests. the hunting had been good there. She moved downthe line to another shop and held up a sed of dancers clothing, a light blush on her features, It certainly wasn't the skimpiest outfit she'd seen, but it definatly left nothing at all to the imagination. As she eyed it she felt a hand about her waist and she stiffened, a Guard leaning over her shoulder laughing, "So she likes the small things does she?" Reina relaxed, slightly, "No. I'm enjoying the afternoon without being herassed by guards with a fancy forthe smaller things in life." She glanced up and arched an eyebrow daring the guard to continue. He smirked, "Some other night babe - you'll warm upto me eventually. Or I can always get you sold to me as a servant.." At that comment Reina calmly placed the goods she was looking at and turned to face the guard, "I've got the brand to prove I'm no longer a slave and unclaimable as such ever again." Her voice trembled slightly before the growled and shoved past the laughing guard on her way to continue her shopping. She quickly forogt the encounter and lost herself amongstthe press of people, as she usualy did. She leaned against a wall in the shade for a moment looking over her loot with a pleased smile.

[Rufus]

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Reina

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Anam, Market

Reina continued making her way through the market, looking over the wares. She paused, overhearing a man talking about selling his home on the outskirts, simply because he wished to leave on the next ship and not come back. Reaina's eyes brightened when she found it was right next to the very tavern she worked.

A few moments later She found herslef looking over hte insides of the sparsley decorated home with a wide smile. Her pockets were empty and yet she felt like she was the richest woman in the world. She placed the last of her belongings where she thought they would look nice as she whiped the sweat from her brow once more. Things were looking up for the small vixen as she eagerly began arranging things about the room.

[Rufus]

[glow=blue,2,300]Reina[/glow]

Anam, Reina's home

Reina shifted uneasily from foot to foot behind the counter of the bar, she wanted to be out and about theroom socializing, not taking orders and serving drinks to the mid-afternoon crowd, which was of course what she'd been doing this shift. She sighed, she'd have to once again spend another day behind the counter, if that lousy guard's hand hadn't wandered where it shouldn't have then she wouldn't have slapped him across the face and refused to serve him. She rolled her eyes as she caught sight of the guard quietly drinking his ale in the corner. Today he was atleast behaving himself.

Reina... He couldn't get the lass' name out of his mind. It wasn't an obsession for the man, he beleived in love at first sight and he'd been floored when he'd seen the timid, shy little barmaid not but a week prior. She contrasted wholly with the cities old and upkept exterior. She didn't stand out very much in the city, that much was certin. But her singing and dancing had brought in quite the crowd to the old mans tavern. After she'd slapped him he'd finaly understood that she wouldn't be impressed by his bravado or station in life. He had money, and was well above consorting with the lower class on his off hours. Especially the likes of an Ex-slave girl. Perhaps it really was her collar and the fact that it stood for everything he disliked about rich aristocrts and their servant who only know to gorvel. He'd recently been busted down to patrol guard for running afoul of a fat sloth as he beat a servant-child in the street for keepingthe man waiting while he haggled for a cheaper price on food. The man had lost a finger, and he'd been busted to patrol guard. An even trade in his mind.

Reina bit her lower lip as the man approached her at the counter and took a seat, whsitling to gether attention, "Reina? A word please?" She blinked, her jaw threatening to fall from her skull it dropped so low. She bit her lip again and demurily walked over, expecting to hear him threaten her. Looking down to the girl he smiled, "I apologize for my...rude behavioure the other eve. It was the influence of too much ale." Reina swallowed hard, her voice almost a mere squeak as she cleared it before trying again, "A..accepted..." she was at a loss. He had followed her around for near a week, and gone from threats to open acts of harrassment and it took just a slap to get him to leave her be and be nice? She eyed a few other rowdy customers and dabted bringing a club in with hernext shift before she smiled and relaxed, "Can I get you some more to drink...sir..?" The man shook his head, "No thank's. I'm not looking to to add to my collection of bruised cheeks. My names Kael." Reina smiled, "you already know mine, Kael... If you don't mind, we can talk another time... I've place to re-arrange my home today, perhaps another time?" Kael laughed, "Would you like some help? moving things? I'm off for the next few days, perhaps we could get to know eachother?"

Reina shifted slightly, then blinked opening her eyes realizing she laid upon the pillows in her living room. the darkness abouttheroom testified to how late it was. She and Kael had brought in the last of the heavy items and they'd sat down and.. She'd fallen asleep against him! "oh no... I hope he.." she looked around then blinked, realizing she'd curled up against him and he was sleeping just as soundly. She bit her lower lip, he wasn't that bad, was actually a very nice lad... he just needed to knwo hsi bounds and evidently he really liked her as he'd been unwilling to touchor harm her or even make an attempt on her like so many others had when they found where she now resided. she knew ofthe many different bets the ladshad on who could gain her affections. She wondered if Kael was in on them as she drifted off once again, thankfully there were still a few ngihts more before she would have to change. Perhaps by then... "Oh holy hells below... I don't even know whereto begin to introduce myself to whatever pack claims home here... Hopefully the tavernmaster' alreadytold and let them know....." was her final thought before sleep snagged her again.

[Rufus]

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Reina

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Reina's house.

Reina yawned as she awoke, alone. Looking about sleepily the small woman shivered and pulled a loose blanket over herself. It was still dark out, and her guest had evidently left as she couldn't hear nor see him anywhere in the house, not that she tried very hard to begin with. Yawning slighly she felt the pull and grinned lightly allowing the change to trigger as she lounged lazily under the covers grooming herself in much the smae lazy state.