<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/35roasb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>An-Yah (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15893851#msg15893851)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Painteno Huntress<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Wandering the streets of Amberdale/after midnight/ W1D3-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Peldor, OPEN<br/><br/>So much was happening so quickly An-Yah danced in nervous indecision. The Magic Man was being nice to her so far, but his magical powers made her as nervous as the angry woman and metal guardians about to stampede through their little hidey spot. She could likely outrun them all, she was very good at running. But then where would she be? The angry woman didn't look to be the sort to give up and An-Yah doubted she was bound to the walls of the town like the Metal Guardians were. She wouldn't be able to chase her all night right?<br/><br/>But then again An-Yah was already weak from hunger and fear. She might not be able to run very far herself, she could maybe hide somewhere better? The magic man was a person of action or at the very least better at working through his fear than the Painteno Huntress. He had moved from the alley and used his magic to make rocks float up to a rooftop. Her ears dropped and her tail slung between her legs as she anxiously watched him skip up on the floating rocks and land on the roof. Did he expect her to do that too? The Amazon had indeed brought the attention of the invincible guardians. An-Yah could see the light of torches along the bricks of the buildings she needed to move now. Whimpering she slung her spear across her back once more and shut her eyes scampering up the floating rocks, she trusted her feet to know where they were going. An-Yah didn't like heights, she was very close to ground naturally and much preferred it. If her people were meant to walk among the clouds they would've been born with wings and feathers, not fur and tails!<br/><br/>But her feet betrayed her fairly quickly. She stepped off one stone and out into the open air, opening her eyes she turned the accidental fall into a half jump catching onto the protruding stones of the wall. Acting on instinct the dog woman quickly scaled the nearly sheer face of the wall and landed on the roof besides the magic man scrambling on the tiles before she managed to pull herself high up on the roof hiding behind the curve of the curious cone like building. Huddling as deep into herself as she could she kept her eyes shut hoping it all worked.