(http://i.imgur.com/8W0V3xm.png)<br/><br/><strong>Character name</strong>: Luika Dzel Ketnesi<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Ne'iine, Natu, K'ali<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Sadghan Lakes & Forests<br/><strong>When: </strong>17th Day of Hunger Moon<br/><hr/><br/>The sound the naked woman made, he was sure it was her even without looking, betrayed a curiosity, a curiosity he had hoped to entice the Tikkan with as he knew they were intensely curious beings. They would hear him. When she told him to turn to face them he glanced at the archer as if asking permission or letting him know he moved only to comply before he turned slowly to face them. He kept his cool blue eyes averted from the woman, conscious of her distracting beauty but very uneasy with her. He chose not to look at her but to look at the archer instead as the female spoke. He did not want to offend by looking at her nakedness openly, and in fact he found it to be a little too much for him to handle. The sight of a naked woman, a beautiful , naked woman was something for the bedroom and it only served to unbalance him in this context. He had to remind himself that the woman standing naked before him had been a wolf only moments ago and could be one again in moments, ripping out his throat. It sobered him. Her voice reminded him of the line he walked, the razors edge. He took a deep breath and let it out before speaking formally. "Unfortunately madam this was the best and only viable option available to me. I do not wish to be here, perhaps as much as you wish me gone, but I can assure you I am sane and my business with your alpha is of a peaceful if not profitable nature."<br/><br/>She wouldn't think him all that funny if she knew who he was. He certainly wasn't laughing, not with that suddenly lethal tone she adopted. It made him shift uncomfortably in the powder snow on his light feet, all senses on high alert. There was a sharp intelligence in those eyes of his as well as a vail that hid many secrets behind the troubled waters those eyes so resembled. The other woman caught his eye as she climbed the tree to take a better look. He had to force himself to be still as the woman edged closer to him. His words had been bold but they said he would only speak to there alpha on the matters of his business. Also that they might be passing up an opportunity for something valuable to there pack if they sent him away or killed him.<br/><br/>The way the female sniffed at him caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end as he was reminded that she was no human. She was a fierce beast that could kill him in seconds. steady...steady. He told himself as he calmed his nerves, his hands he forced to remain still despite the almost overwhelming itch to grab his sword. The playful way she taunted him like a cat with a caught mouse only set him that more on edge when she asked if he had a death wish. He didn't look at her, refused to really as she was indecent right at the moment. He just stared ahead at the archer. "Of that I have no doubt madam, however, please hear me out."<br/><br/>It was too late by the time she asked her question and he was about to give his answer when the female in the tree suddenly jumped down snarling, those eyes shining gold with the emotion she felt, an emotion he was all too familiar with. Then she blurted out who he was with such caustic tones and with such heat he flinched. She said it like a curse and threw it like a stone. So much for diplomacy. At the sight of her going for her knife he knew he had to do some fast talking or this would get violent quickly. "Wait! Please..." he said heart hammering in his chest, adrenaline pumping through his veins. "Yes, that is my name." he said gently, slowly like you would to try to talk a dangerous person down from doing something foolish. "I'm not here to fight! Please... try to understand. Things are not always as they appear to be. I am asking to speak to your leader on matters that affect both your world and mine. I ask for asylum. Please, let me speak to your leader and then if they find me to be of no use other than to spill the ground with my blood to atone for my sins then so be it. But let them decide! I will allow you to bind me if you feel the need but only if you swear on your honor you will not kill a man who can not defend himself." Again his words were bold but soothing and made sense. Even if Ts'itu only wanted to kill him for his sins it was her choice and her rite to do so as she pleased. They had no right to decide for her, especially sense he was being so co-operative.<br/>