<blockquote><div><cite>Xali wrote:</cite>""Oh my. He says your food is slop, does he?" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Vincent couldn’t help but chuckle, He alone had been the one to prepare every meal the group had enjoyed. He understood exactly what they meant, No decent stove to prepare dishes on. Nothing but an open fire, A few pots and dried out food that wouldn’t rot or become molded as they traveled. Everyone was eager to get something a bit more fresh and spiced into their bellies it seemed. “Ha! Coming from the big lug who never seems to be full and constantly begs for more, You never had it so good!” The rodent boy laughed. Enjoying the playful banter as he carried a large steel pot over to the fire.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Kitts wrote:</cite>"It is slop" He returns jokingly, giving one of the recruits cooking a playful wink "Hell, even THEY will say that. Still, better than I can do. If I was cooking, we'd be eating boot leather as the healthy alternative."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>“Leather boot?” One of the female guards helping Kahmori unload the spices says as she was eager to join the little banter with a quip of her own. “You fiend! that’s were our supply of boots disappeared too” With a charming giggle of her own she reaches her hand out to Kahmori, Hoping he’d be polite enough to help her out of the wagon so they might find their way over to the fire place where a few of the others had began to gather. Xali and Alexei‘s little games had caught the attention of most as they played randomly throughout the trip. It could have been that they were dazzled at their ability to strategize...Or perhaps it was because there really was nothing else to do.<br/><br/>One of the more submissive guards that had fallen under Xali’s charms quickly grabs a wooden stool from the back of the second cart. Rushing it over to her he places it down beside the fire place right next to the beautiful leopardess “For you milady” He says, Putting his best charming smile on display, Hoping to win a slight bit of affection from her. It wasn’t the most comfortable of seats, But it would serve far better then the grassy dirt. Realizing that others might think of him as pussy whipped he rushed back over to the cart and pulls another chair out for Alexei’s and brings it over.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Kitts wrote:</cite>"Welcome to the military, though. I have a feeling 'Uninspired stews and broths </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Drir finally finished barking orders made his way back to the gathering group and couldn’t help but jump into the fray himself at Kahmori‘s remark. “Uninspired? This stuff keeps the blood warm and flowing. Full delicious meats and veggies, Everything the body needs…” Quickly his eyes shift to Xali, With a smirk on his lips he scans her body ever so slowly before giving Kahmori a playful nudge on the back “Well…not everything the body needs” The minotaur gives Kahmori a devious grin.<br/><br/>In the middle of random bits of conversation Alexei’s feels a pair of hands slip around his waist from behind and a slender warm body pressing up against his back. “Hey gorgeous…” The familiar voice of Rela reaching his ears in the form of a soft seductive whisper. “Do you mind if I watch? I could get you your lunch while you played” Knowing this was their last afternoon together Rela smirked to herself. She was determined to turn up the charm and make these last few hours incredibly enjoyable. “Would you like a shoulder massage?” Another honey like whisper from Rela reaching Alexei’s ears. The slender cat-girl smiled, Pressing her cheek against his back as she enjoyed the warmth his body provided. She was a cutie, Roughly 5'3, Long beautiful white hair and a slender petite body, Whiskers that extended past each of her lovely little cheeks. The guards outfit however didn't do her body any justice, The loosely worn brown and black leathers more for protection then beauty.<br/><br/>The caravan seemed to erupt into life. Everyone finally stretching out the kinks the long journey and slightly uncomfortable wagons had given. Quickly the caravan had went from quiet to full conversation. A lot of the folks laughing and enjoying their few last hours together. Vincent emptied the last of the spices into the large pot and began stirring it with his weapon of choice, A incredibly large wooden spoon. Everyone seemed eager to enjoy a nice meal before they hit the road once again. “Few more minutes fellas, Then we dine!” Vincent shouted out.