<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=121101.msg5315091#msg5315091">Quote from: VNConsort on 08-10-2011, 20:54:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Outside of The Cat's Lair, The Outer Courtyard</strong></span></span><br/><br/>The massive stone double doors to the Cat's Lair interior were wide open, welcoming guests and deliveries in an expedited fashion.  Leona pulled her dark gray cape over her light armor, covering it completely, as she walked into the warm embracing sun of the The Cat's Lair <strong>Outer Courtyard</strong>.  Between the Outer Courtyard and the beginnings of the <strong>Marketplace </strong>was a guarded wall.  A few kits ran about the marching soldiers in the courtyard, taking no heed of her presence.  She smiled as she threw the cape's hood over her head, covering parts of her crimson mane.  A group of nearby subjects greeted her in an excited fashion and she returned the greeting with a warm smile.  The scenery was more of a mess than usual but she could hardly complain about the festivities.  Taking in the courtyard the the bustling Marketplace just outside its walls, she felt her spirit roused by all the suspense in the air.<br/><br/>She mentally checked herself over as she waited for Leonaar to prepare for their stroll around the city. It was one thing to enter a town that was celebrating, it was another to enter a town that was celebrating for <em>you and your brother</em>.  The subtle scent of baked pies from the Marketplace cut her line of thought as her tail fur stood on end at the thought of fresh, flaky, hot pastries.  She enviously eyed where the scent was coming from-- a small kitten, running around the courtyard with dirty paw of cherry pie.  She checked, somewhat impatiently, behind her again to see what Leonaar was doing.<br/><br/>Turning around, she saw two off duty soldiers passing by.  They gave her a respectful nod but they seemed eager to get along somewhere.  The more slender of the two pushed his buddy as he passed her.  Her ears picked up a smattering of their conversation.  "The<em> Orange Howler</em> is in the Town Square and is going to take on-..."<br/><br/>Leona blinked as cheering from beyond the Marketplace met her ears and distracted her from her eavesdropping.  So Rus was already reveling in the day's action-packed festivities, she smirked and chuckled to herself.  After grabbing a pie, she knew nothing was going to stop her from seeing a few knucklehead Cats beat at each other.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Leonaar hurried out with his own Cloak, the hood hiding his mane but showing some of his face. "Alright sis, let's go have some fun.. where do you wanna go first?" Of course his keen ears heard the calls for fights and he knew his sister would want to go there.