Genan had been very helpful in telling them which way to go. But once they got to a certain point, it wasn't hard for the woman to find her own way there. She was still leading the Cavallion behind her, Servahn trotting beside her heels, and muttering a few things every once in a while as he glared back at the Graffiti Albie.
Tabitha thought it was quite endearing. He was just so funny when he was flustered. As they made it into Terrace Park, she paused, her eyes scanning the grounds with pinpoint accuracy. The sound of someone's voice to her left caused her to whip her head around only to come face to face with a large Fellox.
His green fur was groomed to perfection, and he stared down at her with two bright, amber eyes. There was no smile on his face, only an indifferent boredom. However, she could see the annoyance flickering in his dark eyes, and inwardly berated herself for taking so long.
"Hey,"a voice called, and she leaned around to glance behind the Fellox. A young man stood there, eyes crinkled in amusement, and one hand lifted in greeting. He has dark hair and dark eyes, and was wearing dark blue jeans, with a white shirt and a dark blue long sleeved shirt underneath. On his head was a large blue cap with a short bill. He ambled over, both hands now shoved deep into his pockets. Tabitha's eyes lit up at the sight of him, but she did not move from where she stood.
Sabrahalla was still glaring down at her, his eyes glowing. "You're late," he said simply, his voice a deep, rumbling baritone. "I expected you to be here earlier. I am sorely disappointed."The girl rubbed the back of her neck, a bit embarrassed. The giant Garudor that had circled in the sky, landed quite gracefully near the small gathering, folding his wings serenely at his sides. He eyed the Fellox, and grumbled in a deep voice.
"It was not her fault. We have picked up a few extra travelers." he settled down, fluffing up his feathers lightly. "One of whom I will not be. I think I'd rather stay here for a while, if it is all right with you."So that meant both Warmonger and Dragon were staying. Who did that leave? Nyte, Tabitha, Servahn...And Sabrahalla. She also had no doubt that Vahn would want to come along too.
Sighing, she turned, motioning towards the rest of her companions to come forward. "Vahn, Halla, this is Genan and Althaas. And this little one here is Kairi." She motioned for them to step forward. "Guys, this is Sabrahalla, a friend of mine and Vahn...Er, my husband."She blushed a bit, but smiled nonetheless.
Tabitha thought it was quite endearing. He was just so funny when he was flustered. As they made it into Terrace Park, she paused, her eyes scanning the grounds with pinpoint accuracy. The sound of someone's voice to her left caused her to whip her head around only to come face to face with a large Fellox.
His green fur was groomed to perfection, and he stared down at her with two bright, amber eyes. There was no smile on his face, only an indifferent boredom. However, she could see the annoyance flickering in his dark eyes, and inwardly berated herself for taking so long.
"Hey,"a voice called, and she leaned around to glance behind the Fellox. A young man stood there, eyes crinkled in amusement, and one hand lifted in greeting. He has dark hair and dark eyes, and was wearing dark blue jeans, with a white shirt and a dark blue long sleeved shirt underneath. On his head was a large blue cap with a short bill. He ambled over, both hands now shoved deep into his pockets. Tabitha's eyes lit up at the sight of him, but she did not move from where she stood.
Sabrahalla was still glaring down at her, his eyes glowing. "You're late," he said simply, his voice a deep, rumbling baritone. "I expected you to be here earlier. I am sorely disappointed."The girl rubbed the back of her neck, a bit embarrassed. The giant Garudor that had circled in the sky, landed quite gracefully near the small gathering, folding his wings serenely at his sides. He eyed the Fellox, and grumbled in a deep voice.
"It was not her fault. We have picked up a few extra travelers." he settled down, fluffing up his feathers lightly. "One of whom I will not be. I think I'd rather stay here for a while, if it is all right with you."So that meant both Warmonger and Dragon were staying. Who did that leave? Nyte, Tabitha, Servahn...And Sabrahalla. She also had no doubt that Vahn would want to come along too.
Sighing, she turned, motioning towards the rest of her companions to come forward. "Vahn, Halla, this is Genan and Althaas. And this little one here is Kairi." She motioned for them to step forward. "Guys, this is Sabrahalla, a friend of mine and Vahn...Er, my husband."She blushed a bit, but smiled nonetheless.