<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/monstergirlencyclopedia/images/2/21/Hellhound_cloth.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/339?cb=20150222064724)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">RENOA</span><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>REALLY far from home (Travelling to, and arriving at Miyako's estate)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Miyako (Yugishogun)<br/><hr/><br/>Renoa's life was about to change. In what ways exactly, she did not know.<br/><br/>Renoa and her people were primitive in culture and technology living in the wilds of north America. They used to live in huts, but now spent their nights in tents constructed of thin wooden dowels and leather hides after being forced to leave their ancestral land to try and escape the urban sprawl created by human overpopulation, constantly migrating to new areas searching for a home free of their nuisance.<br/><br/>Humans...so out of touch with nature it was a wonder they survived at all. How they managed to thrive to such an extent was an even greater mystery to her.<br/><br/>The few she had met shed little light on those subjects. In fact, from her experience they really weren't capable of much more than being pleasure slaves and pets. Yet her father feared them and their society terribly. It was that fear that kept them wandering from place to place, never staying long enough for people to truly learn of their existence. She had been sad to leave her home, but after a while of living the migratory life, she came to enjoy the freedom and adventure of exploring new territory with every passing moon.<br/><br/>So when a particularly strange woman, accompanied by an even stranger monster girl who helped track them down, appeared to offer her tribe participation in Japan's new cultural exchange program Renoa couldn't contain her excitement. An entire world had been opened up to her for exploration, new lands, new cultures, new everything! How could she resist such an opportunity?<br/><br/>Her father had been reluctant to let her and the woman leave, but after a fierce physical contest she earned the right for not only herself to leave, but any of the humans they had taken over the years in efforts to keep them from drawing attention to the tribe. While Renoa eagerly left, the human pets of the tribe chose to stay, having grown accustomed to their new lives and the pleasures that came with it.<br/><br/>The woman had prepared her as best she could, teaching Renoa the Japanese language and formal etiquette long before she ever boarded the plane. The language she remembered for the most part, the etiquette would be quickly forgotten. It was also made clear that under no circumstances was she to harm ANY human, nor were she permitted to have sexual intercourse with them. The first part would be simple enough, that last part....well, she agreed to try at the very least.  Heat could be a real bitch if there was no one around to help scratch that particular itch.<br/><br/>The plane ride to Japan had been Renoa's first, and it had not gone well. The moment they took off there was a terrible sinking feeling in her stomach, and as she watched the ground get further and further away her usual confident demeanor vanished. She hadn't been afraid of heights, having climbed many a tree in her youth. But never before had she been without any solid connection to the ground what so ever. Every jerk and bump of turbulence had her whimpering and cowering like a new born pup in her seat.<br/><br/>Naturally she was overjoyed when she arrived safely at her destination, and practically threw herself at the ground the moment she exited the plane as if trying to give the earth itself a hug, drawing many confused looks in the process. Only after she realized the scene she was causing did she stand back up and dust herself off, trying her best to act casual despite the fact she had no idea where she was or what she was supposed to be doing. Thankfully it wasn't long before Juno found her, sniffing at random people and things as she tried to familiarize herself with her surroundings.<br/><br/>Scent was her most powerful sense, and how she connected with her environment and the things in it. Something that was causing a bit of friction with a few people as she lingered around them, sniffing their hair repeatedly in attempts to identify the scents making up their shampoo or smelling their breath to try and guess what they had for breakfast.<br/><br/>Upon his introduction and explanation that he was to take her to her new home, Juno too was sniffed thoroughly and even tasted a few times before she remembered that thing about 'manners' she was told about. "Sorry...just....saying hi....like we do back home..." She explains with an awkward and toothy grin before backing away. "Renoa of the Hazewalker tribe." She says, spouting off the greeting she and the woman had rehearsed several times as she bows a bit too deeply, obviously unused to the custom...and sneaks in a quick sniff of the butler's crotch while she was at it.<br/><br/>The entire limo ride from the airport she was hanging out the window, enjoying the feel of the wind as it rushed past her face and through her hair. She couldn't believe how many people there were here! There had to be thousands! Millions even! Everywhere she looked there were bright colors and flashing lights of advertisements she had no hope of reading. And the smells! Oh the wonderfully diverse smells that filled the city! Not all of them were entirely pleasant, but still she was eager to revisit these streets and identify just where each and every one of them was coming from.<br/><br/>When they finally arrived at the mansion, Renoa was awestruck by the large and stately building they parked in front of. "Now that's a hut!" She mutters in her native language, which to Juno sounded like a series of grumbles and growls that didn't quite match the look of wide eyed awe on her face as she looked up at the building she was to call home from now until she either left the program or got herself kicked out somehow. Before he even had a chance to come open the door for her she had clambered out the car window and was darting around sniffing this tree or that statue as she acquainted herself with her new home.