Jerry
*Kibaru would travel through the forest, sniffing out his next hunt*
Donald
*Through the same wooden road was a taller individual. It was roaming the area in the search of something. Or someone. The step it took were deep, heavy and dense, shaking the ground nearby its path.*
Jerry
*As he continued to walk around, he would hear the fpotstep and decided to investigate, but doing so steathly, trying not to be noticed*
Donald
*The step heard would be followed by the sound of iron shackles dangling from the belt. The heavy breathing of its mouth was almost as loud as its footstep. Clearly it had no problems with being heard. It was almost as if it wanted to be spotted by all living things around it... It'd stop for a brief instant, turning around to glances over the woods. It thought to have heard something, but discarded its attention after a few second. Probably some errand animal running bye.*
Jerry
*He would observe as he got closer, merely satisfying his curiosity*
Donald
*Upon closer look, the spying man could witness that the roaming creature was nothing less then a Brayer. A strange looking one actually. Didn't have any fur over it's body, a white flesh exposed to the light of day. Its head was perhaps even more strange, as it was skinless. The bone was naked, the pale shade of its skin similar in tone.*

*It was perhaps quite difficult to understand that this particular minotaur was a female, as it was similar in size with a male of the corresponding specie. It also had massive claws at the tip of it's finger, quite strange for her kin. Perhaps a mutation of some sort?. Nothing was sure with such a quick look at the monster.*
Jerry
*He would then speak out loud without noticing from being in thought* "Quite a horrifying creature, looks prety strong though"
Donald
*Upon hearing the subtle claim, the brawler quickly ceased its advance. It would wait and turn around in the general direction of the sound. It didn't know exactly where to look, but watched carefully around the bushes. Claws grew longer from what was already exposed. They were probably long enough to empale someone of regular size by the look of it. The bones structure on its knuckles were also quite impressive to witness... Hardly believable that this was a brayer..*
Jerry
"How do it... I did it again, didn't I?" *He would jump out of a tree, now getting a true measure of the size. His most niticible feature was his bright blue tails swirling around, making it hard to tell that there was 4*

*His clothes looked a little teared up and his Mark's marking glowed a faint blue* "Hey there stranger... Sorry for spying, it's a habit"
Donald
*The brayer stared down at the smaller humanoid, observing it from head to toes. He was rather special looking in general. Yet, most okamimi were after-all. Unless he was something completely different. Some sort of mutant perhaps? Well it didn't really made much difference.*

**For how long have you spied me fox man?**

*Her voice was quite dry and almost masculine sounding. Probably the effect of all these muscle pilled against one another.*
Jerry
"I prefer wolf man if you would" *He said turning his head at it for a bit* "Maybe like a minute or two" *He seemed to be q bit confused*
Donald
*The brayer would chuckle slightly, the voice still as heavy sounding as previously.*

**Hard to make a clear difference between your kind tailed one. Say, what do you do within these wood i wonder. Searching for something?**

*In her mind, she'd keep wondering on how valuable this particulars specie could be sold for under the market of Pinnacelian. Probably a few gold coin or something like that. Not often did you find such a creature over a leash.*
Jerry
"Some prey" *He was still on guard, but he seemed very curious of this creature in front of him* "Or entertainment, seems I found the ladder"
Donald
**It does seem that way yes.**

*She begging to approach the man. Creeping toward him as her slow and methodic footstep crushed the dirt under her. The many scar over her arm seemed both old and new, quite deep looking upon closer glance.*

**From where do you come from wolf man?**
Jerry
"He would place one hand on his katana, but not as a threat, but more as a statement that he was on guard, as any one would be with a giant aprouching them* "Not far off from here and you?"
Donald
**A few days from here, but it's quicker with a boat.**

*A pleasuring face rested over her as she witnessed the new position of the man. It was charming to see him on his guard when facing her. Yet it wasn't much of her intention, even though she liked it. She'd stop advancing, pulling back her massive sword like claws back in her skin. A sign that she didn't wished to cause any problem. For now at least..*
Jerry
*And He now rest his hand on his hilt, not having in his grip anymore* "Oh, where o ever kid my manners, I go by Okami, well with the mask anyway"
Donald
**I am Niurgä, i arrived a few days ago under... Working circumstance. I do not expect to stay in this land for much longer.**

*The Brayer stood still as she spoke, keeping a distance that was respectable for both side. She still had the idea of catching him in some way. Could be slightly seen by the position of her hand resting over her belt where some shackle were attached. She had sold captured people for a living since her youngest age, couldn't blame her for naturally seeing others as potential profit.*
Jerry
*His tails would be wagging a bit* "Hope you're not part of any law enforcement"
Donald
*She laughed in response to the rather comical statements. Her a law enforcer? Idiocy, she was of the scrubbiest of criminal you could even find near these coast. Yet she also had some honour when working under mercenary contract. This was actually the reason she was here in the first place this time. A man had hired her service to win a pit fight in the underground arena. It was rather unfair from the start but still finished the job. Now she was simply looking around, potentially bringing a slave as trophy.*

**I am far from being one of those baboon**
Jerry
"So a criminal them, which those..." *He said, thinking of something a bit different from what was going on*
Donald
**Well i never said that now. Simply stated that i was not one those. Nothing else and nothing more.**

*It was rather clear that she had no ordinary job. Her appearance certainly didn't help to think otherwise too. The thick layers or damage scourging across her skin and clothes simply screamed the word "Danger". Yet for all he wolf man knew, she could simply be a sailor or even a hunter for the mater.*
Jerry
"Well you look like you might be able to put up a good enough fight, but what are you doing here?" *He asked as his tails wagged some more*
Donald
**Simply looking for some... Opportunity.**

*She was still debating over the decision of trying to capture him or not. The temptation was quite nice but didn't necessarily had the capability to bring back the good over the island. But people would most likely pay a good amount for him.. A rough choices it was...*
Jerry
*His ears then twitched a bit and he remained silent as a twig snapped a bit away from them*
Donald
*The giant locked over, distracted by the disturbing sound. She was attracted to those type of things unconsciously. A natural reflex some would say. She'd observe from her position, trying to see what caused the noise.*

**You have company wolf man?**
Jerry
"No, game's to small" *He replied after sniffing a few times, but it seems he had forgotten his mask was on*
Donald
*She'd shrug the statement and watched over the sky. Sun was starting to get down about now. Better it would be for her to get going as she still wished to come back to her island sooner then later. She'd probably find another of exotic man around anyway. She'd then begin her walk towards the bay.*
Jerry
*He noticed her move and followed as he was still a bit curious* "So, what exactly are you?"
Donald
*She'd continue walking down her own path, not bothering to turn around. If the man wished to follow her, then so be it. She had no problem with him nor was he causing anything that would annoy her. At least right now, for he could change attitude quickly. She didn't know him well after all.*

**I'm a Brayer. What else could i be.**
Jerry
"You just looked kind of odd, so I assumed you were some sort of sub race" *He stated walking a bit faster so he could observe her better from the side*
Donald
**We just got lucky with our gene pool i presume. We have minors changes and that is all.**

*Her paste stayed the same, although her size made her step slightly larger then the other men who needed to walk faster as a result of it. The mention of "We" Was new. Was she referring to someone similar to her?*
Jerry
*He would mind walking faster, but he did lean in closer a bit to look at her scars trying to identify the cause behind each one* "We?"
Donald
**I have a brother, a twin who inherited more in shape to our father. Same size but less bulky. He's probably as, if not more, stronger then me and got other things which vary from my physic.**
Jerry
"The only thing me and mine have in common is basically parents" *He would then move a bit faster to get a better view from the front*
Donald
*What the men would witness from the front is nothing more then a white flesh marked by the scars of many stories. Few seemed to be from blades and poking object like a lance or something. Some other had a wider range, probably coming from whip or even beast claws and fangs. Other part who reached deeper where probably made from spells and the like.*
Jerry
"It seems like you have a few stories to shar" *He stated trying to see just how many he could identify individually. It seems he was to curious to even care about her attacking anymore*
Donald
**I do yes, but i prefer telling them once him home.**

*She'd state this, open to tell the said stories, for she did had many. But sharing them on unknown ground without food nor any resting location was quite displeasing. She preferred to be amongst her kin, somewhere she trusted.*
Jerry
"Where's that?" *He asked happy that she was willing to tell tale*
Donald
**Panacelian confederacy.**

*This place, although welcoming, still hosted a large community based over slave marketing as well as pirate organization. This might have given a clue to what the brayer before him was, or the origin of her wounds.*
Jerry
"Pretty dangerous place, going to go fight there or something?"
Donald
**I live there.**

*She'd eye down the man as she said it. Almost surprised that he hadn't catch that information already. Maybe he was suspicious of her words, which she wouldn't blame with her look. But in general, anyone could guest that with her mercenary vibes surrounding her. The chains and shackles around her belt was one clear warning*
Jerry
"Well not really the best of places to live" *He was just not one to assume the worst to quickly*
Donald
**Not really the best place for weak.**

*Her words seemed to be aimed at correcting the statement of the men. It was mostly a different point of viewing the place, as both statement was true in some way. If someone preferred a life of luxury and riches, Panacelian wasn't the place for you. It suited mostly people who did wanted to live freely from society and in a simple way. An old way of living...*
Jerry
"Good thing I'm not weak, but I'm not stupid either. I prefer the deep forests"
Donald
**Sure little lad.**

*The forest was a nice habitat in her opinion. Lots of colours, trees, good variety of fauna and flora overall. Which was always good for building a home. One man alone could form a well made system that provide him all of his need. Yet the brayer preferred to live amongst other, in a more open area. A beach or a even a stationary boat was more then perfect for her needs.*
Jerry
"There is also no one bothering me or what I do"