[member=4490]Kydobi[/member]  By the fires of the underworld, this place was hot.

But that was the norm as much one would assume for that matter, the serval blinked her eyes slowly as she got adjusted into her new home, a place that reminded her strongly of ancient Egypt, with the slaves system, how cruel it was for anyone who didn’t have something against the religion, the practice, and had to keep their damn mouth shut.
So uncivilized. 

Lounging in the shade, body pressed into the cooler sand, head resting on her paws as she watched, listened and observed how this world worked, and how unfamiliar and familiar it was.  It was no different from the world she departed from roughly and brutally has she might add.

Her ears were perked and quick to swerve towards any upcoming sounds that might come announced towards her,  she closed her eyes, resting temporarily, and her tail waved slowly in a half arch, even if this blistering heat was a determination fact that she missed the climate of her homeland, even if it was a mountainous area, but it wasn’t as hot as one would assume that it was.

The most important objective at least for her, was to make allies, and that was no easy feat, for she was not sure if anyone was out to get her, any one of her enemies from the past could easily have their own rebirth, and take a chance to take her out again in the present, which brought a lash of unconcealed anger, and her paws dug into the ground.

She lost everything, all because she was deemed an even bigger threat than the man she wedded to.  Tears pricking in her eyes, has she taken a moment to gather her breath, but in reality, she never gave her a moment’s breath to mourn the loss that shook the entire empire, millions mourned, and prayed for her strength and grace to remain sovereign.
Of which she did with grace, and support of her people.

But that was not enough, for she had to die for what cause?

In a time like this, revenge was always a good idea but she had no idea of where to start, so she would gather her time, and take her new life slowly.  Adapt, perhaps take the chance to fall back in love with someone else, even though that alone was a difficult task, for it took her years to love the man that was four years older than her. 
"speech here."

STILL THOSE VOICES ARE CALLING FROM FAR AWAY -
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[sub][W]isker[/sub]

  "Servals are not jungle wildcat, but sub Sahara cats, but of course not everyone would know that that now would they, the shade provided by the ruins is good enough for me. Besides they are delightful when it is nightfall." her ear twitched when she heard the jaguar speak, and raised her head towards him, her eyes glinting like newly minted coins.

STILL THOSE VOICES ARE CALLING FROM FAR AWAY -
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