((Hello Silv~ May I join?))
~Alan Ra~
"Stop! Theif!" An angry arkuhna screamed as he pursued a shady looking woman with dark skin, black clothes, and sunglasses over her spiny face. A finned tail protruded from her black sweatpants and she seemed just slightly awkward on her feet. A large bag was slung over her back and it looked like it contained something rather large and rectangular. Apon closer inspection, one would notice that the bag was sealed and waterproof. "Someone stop that woman! She has my masterpiece!" Irritating little hairball. Luckily, she didn't think he'd noticed the fact that she'd also swiped a small bag of keystones he'd had with him, so even if she was forced to give the painting back, she'd still have the money. Not that the possibility of anyone catching her was very high, of course, but her home was all the way back in Dead Coast, which made it much harder for her to beat a retreat.
Her bare feet pounded down the street as she outran the quad-form Arkuhna. How truly bothersome, yet amusing at the same time. The hydrolisk thief enjoyed getting caught every now and again. It was fun to outrun them and watch them split up and go in circles trying to find her, or even better, try and swim after her when she jumped into Dead Coast. Unfortunately, she had forgotten to pay attention to where she was going. She wasn't as familiar with this goody-two-shoes counterpart to her home. Her negligence eventually caused her to plow right into a human-form paragon who already looked rather annoyed. She flew back and the painting and most of the keystones spilled from her bag. Her teeth ground together as the arkuhna caught up and swiped her entire haul. "Dead...Coast...Scum." the kuhna panted angrily before stalking away. The woman merely narrowed her eyes ruefully before picking herself up and straightening the ruffled membranes on her tailfin.
((Sorreh it kinda sucks...
; ))
How can you see into my eyes like open doors,
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb,
Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back home...
Kirk Grimm