Keeping up a rather decent pace down the road, Kameko took a deep breath, running her fingers through her silvery hair nervously. She wasn't old, not even close. She was a young girl of only 17, living her life on the streets for a good three years now. Cars whizzed by her and she took comfort in the screeching sounds that the city night brought. She loved the city, loved being free, even loved the thrill she got when she stole some sort of valuable with her fellow gang members. Her snow leopard, Pantera was the same. Every time they did something they knew she shouldn't, a triumphant roar echoed in her head and she grinned. The smell of cooking hot dogs hit her nose and she stopped, immediately, veering that direction. She WAS rather hungry. A street vendor, a younger man wearing the dorky apron and hat was running his fingers over the metal cart, face the perfect expression of boredom.<br/><br/>Pulling down her already ripped and low riding tank top she leaned down on the cart, a mischievous smile on her face. The man straightened immediately.<br/>"Hey... How would you like to give me some food, hon?" His eyes widened. "Well... your going to need to give me some money first, ya know..." She chuckled, running her fingertips over the top of the lid, pulling it open as smooth as silk. Once the smell hit her nose she shivered. How long had it been since she's eaten?<br/><br/>"Aw.. Thats... Really a shame." Sticking one razor sharp nail in she grabbed the processed piece of meat and bolted, grinning like a mad women.<br/><br/>"Thanks doll! Your a peach!" Sprinting off down the rather empty city alley way she giggled furiously, taking a ravenous bite. Pantera growled in appreciation and she stopped, sitting down on a city curb. To most, she probably looked lonely, alone... But she never was. Her beautiful snow leopard was the only company she would ever need.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You seem fast." I lovely voice purred in a young Kameko's head. "Sneaky too. How long have you been running?" At the time, Kameko simply took it as her going insane from eating something bad. She had barely left for a week and she was doing rather well, though her exhaustion was becoming overwhelming. "Mm.. Maybe a weekish?" She said out loud, hoping her mysterious voice wouldnt think too badly of her. "You dont seem afraid... Arent you at all concerned a voice in your head is talking to you? "The voice had a lovely purr to its r's... "No, not really. I've been bored out of my mind. Its good to have someone to talk to." Sitting down on the park bench, a massive snow leopard sat down in front of her, fur like silk, nails as sharp as daggers. "Well... I'm here for you now. Lets have some fun." The leopard had a cheeky grin to it, one filled with excitement and hidden mischief. Kameko grinned. "Party on." </span>