The papers are handed through, and all you hear is movement for a moment, then silence.  Movement again, and the paper is handed back, a stamp on the backside of the warrant.<br/><br/>"Keep that with you at all times; you'll be arrested for trespassing without it unless you purchase land within the city walls." comes a voice, a rolling of the 'Rs' signifying it's likely a cat-man "The gate will open in a moment."<br/><br/>A minute later (almost to the T) the gate opens, a smaller version of the gate as opposed to the one large enough for a war-engine to go through if need be.  Inside the walls of the city is the main street leading down the center of town, which is quite busy here in the early afternoon.  The first thing in the door are a number of inns, all of them on the nicer end of the scale and with plenty of nearby barns and stalls for wagons, horses, and other caravans.  Beyond that are several shops and stalls selling food, wares, and other such supplies, leading into the square marked with an elaborate fountain.  Side streets seem to go along the walls of the city, and there are plenty of alleys and sidestreets stemming off of the maind thoroughfare.  Many a cat can be seen in sight, though there are also many mice, squirrels, and deers...