Setting Sail

Round and round she went, clinging to the border until she heard Azoula's call echo throughout the pines. Hmmph. A part of Kai wanted to ignore the call. She was the Emira and Azoula was just a slavekeeper. Buuuut... they had things to do and Kai didn't really give a shit about titles anyway, so... she adjusted her course.

Cutting through the center of the territory, it was easy to make her way back to the group. As she passed, Kai shot a narrowed glance at Cifa, releasing a low growl. He stank of sex and hormones. He'd better be keeping his head in the game and not in his Sidi.

"The size of the territory is substantial. I wasn't able to make it even half way around before you called. I've been here before, however. This chunk of land is pretty large." Rather than look at Cifa, she kept her dual-toned gaze on the cat. "The land butts up against a stone wall that we could easily repair for extra fortification against the outside world." One smokey shoulder lifted slightly. "Other than that, it's full of game. Hunting should never be an issue."

"Speech"