<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/6/6d/Jaguar_by_odysseusut-d8ii81j.jpg/471px-Jaguar_by_odysseusut-d8ii81j.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Imari<br/><strong>Race/Culture:</strong>Domandh Khans<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bazaar stalls<br/><strong>Day/Time:</strong>Yaus al-Niwt (Day of Houses), Amt (first month) of Alak Paret (Harvest Season), noonish<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>OPEN<br/><hr/><br/>The suns heat was bliss, its warmth washed over every relaxed inch of Imari's lazy frame. Her head rested on her forearms as her back soaked up all the heat it could. The warm stone of the roof beneath her reflected it back up. It was that perfect circulation of heat that had practically lulled Imari to sleep as she hid upon one of the shops roofs. She had planned to keep an eye on the grumpy owner, to see if he was really beating the young children that tried to get a small bite of food from him, but as the hours ticked by Imari found herself utterly board and nearly comatose.<br/><br/>A long yawn slowly came as Imari began to stir, her body arching upward as she pushed her upper body skyward. The long stretch brought a soft purr from deep within her. Imari loved her life, yes it was simple but it was this sort of simple pleasure that made Imari fell lucky. No doubt those in the palace had no idea what such wonderful moments like these could do for a person’s spirit. But that was one of the reasons Imari counted herself lucky. She'd honestly lose her mind if someone locked her away in some gilded cage.<br/><br/>Slowly Imari moved and stretched her long form twisting this way and that as she woke up her tired muscles. At least she was until the sound of yelling slipped up past the canopies.<strong>"Ohp guess its show time."</strong>she said to herself before peeking over the edge of the building she had chosen to relax on. And as expected the portly old man had one of the kids by the arm while he yelled at his cohorts. The scene was actually quite comical really, the kids tossing rocks as the shop owner while he waved a broom about. Imari would have let it play out if it weren't for the fact he was holding a friend of hers.<br/><br/>So with quick graceful ease Imari moved, tossing her legs over the wall and lowering her body down to the canopy below. Her weight easily supported as she slid along the thick fabric, rolling onto her stomach so she could peek down at the scene below. It was then a playful idea struck her, after all there was no time like the pleasant to practice her craft. Her eyes focused on the table of goods at the front of the store, or more so on the ground below it, her hand slowly drawing out circles in the air as she spoke the strange words that always haunted her dreams. The earth beneath the right front leg began to soften, allowing the leg to sink deeper into it until the weight of the goods on it became too much. Suddenly the leg gave and fruits began to spill over the dirt walkway. The sounds of excitement coming from the kids combining with the cursing of the shop owner made Imari laugh. The sound filled with mischief as she rolled from the canopy, her body dropping down to the ground without a hint of trouble.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh my...such a mess!"</strong>she exclaimed and began to pretend to help pick things up, tossing fruit about like some juggling entertainer for the masses. It may have looked as if she were trying to help, but every other bit of fruit was tossed to one of the kids darting about her.<strong>'Oh you rascals! Shoo...go on...shoo!'</strong>she playfully bat at them until they all darted off out of site.<strong>"Well that was a bad bit of luck Sir." </strong>she knelt down to help pick up the last of the tumbled merchandise,<strong>"Such hooligans, always trying to steal my fruits."</strong>the shop owner grumbled as he snatched stuff out of Imari's hands,<strong>"I know, but they are so hungry. Hmm maybe they can help instead of hinder?</strong>" she suggested lightly,<strong>"Bah help those wild things...never!'</strong>the man protested as he tried to put his display back together.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, now this is just an idea. You can keep fighting with them or maybe...you can get some help around here, dusting, taking orders out, bringing people into your shop. After all what would draw the eye more than some children putting on a show?" </strong>she rambled on slowly hoping the idea would stick enough to help both sides come to a better conclusion, [b]"They'd rob me blind."[/b] he huffed,<strong>"Their already doing that, so why not try something else?"</strong>she asked the old man grumbling and muttering under his breath before heading back into his shop with arms full of goods.<strong>"Ahh well we shall see I suppose." </strong>Imari shrugged and snatched a bit of food up before she began walking down the dirt streets once more, a soft playful smile on her lips and a confident sway to her hips.<br/>