When Duza awoke, he found himself inside of a fairly large hut, not too different from those he had always lived around.  He idly scratched at his neck and rose, rising from a cot on the floor all too similar to his old one.  But this was not his hut.  Worried, he went to a small window opening in the side and looked out.  Outside were rolling grasses and other huts, but he could see no activity beyond the gentle wind that was blowing.  And it was not his village, either.  But he wasn't tied up or anything.  How had he gotten here?<br/><br/>"What...where...?"  But then he remembered.  Her.  He had agreed to be brought here by Her.  His tail wagged slowly, apprehension replaced by...excitement, and thrill of fear?  He turned away from the window and padded across the dirt floor to another on the other side.  His ears immediately laid back in surprise and an eyebrow unconsciously quirked up at the sight.  Outside this window was clearly a city.  Nothing like Rigmuud had been, he visited it occasionally...the structures were clearly not made from the sandy grained stones found in the desert there, instead being made of strange materials he could not put a name to...  It was also obvious there was no breeze out there.<br/><br/>Duza cautiously moved to the door by this window and creaked it open.  He stepped out only to find he was holding a different door once he stepped out.  He whirled around, but he interior was unchanged, except for the door...  In fact, the entire outside looked like many of the other buildings, made of the strange smooth materials.  He went back inside, and closed he door, a bit unnerved as it suddenly appeared a creaky wooden one again.  He repeated he process with the door by the other window, and the door stayed the same.<br/><br/>He left it hanging open, and circled the hut, inspecting it.  There was no sign of the city as he walked the entire circumference of the crude shelter.  He moved toward the other huts.  "Hello?" he called out, wondering if he was truly alone in this village.  As long seconds passed and all that replied was the whisper of the wind through the grasses he shuddered, and went back into his own hut, closing the door behind him.  How new was this world?  Being the only one in an empty tribal village was scary to him.  He spent a long time thinking about his situation, but was brought out of his reverie as his stomach growled, rubbing a hand across it.<br/><br/>"Maybe there is food in the strange city." he mused.  "I do not have any hunting supplies and I still have my coins.  I am sure this place has eating places like Rigmuud did."  He opened the other door and stepped out, closing it behind him.  He took a good look at the structure it was a part of, his memory quickly storing the information for later when he needed to find it again.  Then he set off down the hard walkway.<br/><br/>A shadow moved over him rapidly and his glance jerked upwards, and if he was not seeing things, he swore he had seen a human leap from one building all the way to another.  He shook his head at the sight, perhaps he was not quite alone in this world.  He turned down a smaller side street and saw a brightly lit sign.  "The Neko Delight" he mouthed.  What was a Neko?  Walking up he saw a smaller sign beneath.  "For all of your dining pleasures.  Experienced staff, satisfaction guaranteed!"  It didn't seem like it was a bad choice for somewhere to eat, so he stepped inside.<br/><br/>(bleh, work, i'll finish with another post later.)