<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Cheetarik</span></strong><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 15pt;">Marketplace/ Town Square</span></strong><br/><br/><br/>Cheetarik smiled at her reaction to his question. She seemed to be in a trance for a short while. Cheetarik laughed slightly. He continued to smile even though she said no. "Very, well. I'll hope your work doesn't keep you to busy in such celitablory times, my lady." He turned his attention back to the royal he'd noticed earlier. He didn't like how that crowd kept growing, something was going to go wrong he just felt it. He growled lowly and his ears flattend to his head as he watched the mob grow, he could barely see the royals anymore and that fact earatated him.<br/><br/>He was about ready to charge into the crowd to find the royal and bring them to safty if he could but was taken back when Tigria said she'd go to the celebrations with him. His smiled faded when she left and he looked back at the crowd and cursed to himself. Where'd they go!? What happened? Cheetarik sprinted jumping up on the stage behind Rus. He looked around crowd the royal gathered not seeing them he growled lowly and jumped from the ring and ran into the crowd looking over everyone to see if he could find them. "Damn it where'd they go!" Some of the crowd started staring at him and some began to surround their hero.<br/><br/>Cheetarik sighed. I'm going to have to get rid of these people. . . he breathed deeply and let out a large and somewhat terrefing roar. Most of the crowd backed away from him at first then began getting closer again. Cheetarik sighed shaking his head. He hated the attention alot of the times it provented him from doing his duty to the crown and the people. He was glad however that the crowd did seem to move out of his way as he walked, most likely not wanting to get trampled by the giant cat. He scanned the crowd looking for any sign of the royal he growled lowly as he didn't couldn't find any. He felt like he'd failed the crown. Cheetarik sighed trying to calm himself he knew his temper wouldn't do any good at time like this. He prayed they'd gone back to the castle, but how could they? He could barely get threw the crowd so how in all of Thundera could they have done it, unless they were taken. Cheetarik looked around to find any where they could've been taken but this was invain. Cure this bloody crowd! Why couldn't they get on with their damned lives instead of being star struck? Could they not seem him trying to do something? Cheetarik sighed giving up he walked over to a wall leaning on it, he placed a hand on his face out of frustration he slammed his fist against the wall and cursed as he looked at the hole he'd created. He sighed walking back to the fights throw he's now resisting the urge to fight the arogent tiger mocking the guards.