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[Nakarumi]

 <Nakarumi> Along the streets of Lower-Alkesh, where even the main roads seemed like alleyways, a white siberian tiger strolled alongside with a slightly shorter red fox. Just the evening before hand, the two had just met and came into quite an interesting friendship. The tiger, whose name was Nakarumi, was somewhat of a freeloader and had difficulty maintaining any type of employment and did odd jobs in and out of various places. However, lucky was he to find this newly found friend of his that not only offered him a job but was kind enough to buy him coal to heat his home and even treated the tiger to dinner. Today's plans consisted of Nakarumi going to learn about the fox's business whereas he worked as a sword smith. The day was still early and the streets were still a bit in the hustle bustle of the usual morning commune.

<SoulEmber> Manu had just finished visiting his parents, and was currently on his way home now. Of course, with the way the humans had segregated themselves from the anthros, it felt like no distance at all. Truly is a shame that the humans and anthros don't get along very well, Manu thinks. He has yet to meet a human that didn't seem to have some bias toward the anthros. Then again, he also didn't get out much. Like he got much of a choice in the matter. As he glances around, he notices the slush left over from what must have been snowfall the day before. He had been in his home all day, utilizing the training he received from his mother, to create some of his own designs for jewelry. On this cloudless day, however, he was out and about. Now if only he had been paying more attention, he would have noticed two furs walking towards him. He could have avoided bumping right into one of them...

<Toby> Smiling up at the larger tiger, the fox is chattering away nonstop about different things he does at his shop. Mainly about swords. It seemed the fox couldn't get enough of them, but being a swordsmith, who could blame him? He laughs at the end of a tale he found rather funny before turning his gaze forwards and seeing a spotted civet in front of them. Unfortunately, it was too little too late, and he wound up running headlong into the feline. "Woah!" He exclaims before falling backwards onto his rump. He winces from the rather abrupt landing and puts a hand to his lower back, seething through his teeth. He opens his eyes to reveal an ice blue gaze, almost piercing in nature, staring directly at Manu with a bit of a disapproving look. "Oi, eyes front. You coulda trampled me there, big guy." Feeling an odd cold wetness, he looks down to see he fell in slush. "...Beautiful..." He looks back at the feline, scowling a little. "You owe me a new pair of pants, bro."

<Nakarumi> The tiger was nearly absorbed into listening to the fox as the fox was absorbed into talking about the shop. Nakarumi was anxious to get started to say the least and it was very apparent. At the close of the current topic came a humorous ending and the two laughed without taking notice of the others around or the potentially dazed 'danger' that approached.  Bash!  The two anthros practically crashed into each other and it happened so fast that the tiger nearly knew not how to react. He stood in a state of shock for a moment. "Ah! Let me help you up, Toby." Nakarumi extended his paw to the fox and quickly asked the civet, "Are you alright yourself?"

<SoulEmber> As soon as Manu feels himself bump into something, he snaps out of it. Stumbling back a bit, he looks down at the poor anthro he just knocked onto the ground. For a first impression, he figures the fox for a punk. The next thing he notices are the uniquely brilliant color of his eyes. Manu averts his gaze, feeling his shyness start to kick in. Here are two anthros he has never met, and he's already made a bad first impression. <How could I let my attention slip?> he ponders. "I-I'm terribly s-sorry... S-sure, no problem. Not sure where I c-can find some, though..." he manages to say, his voice a bit low. He notices the other fur, a tiger, as he helps the fox to his hindpaws. "I-I'm f-fine," he stammers in reply.

<Toby> Grabbing the tiger's hand, the young looking fox uses the assistance to get to his feet. He dusts himself off, muttering to himself, before taking a deep breath and running a paw through his headfur. He lets it out in a long, semi-frustrated sigh and shakes his head. "No, no....I'm sorry. Don't worry about the jeans, it's just snow." He locks that piercing gaze on the civet and frowns somewhat. "Just...watch where you're going. A lot of people would take any excuse to start a fight with someone, so the last thing you wanna do is give them a reason." He shakes his head some and checks some leather straps crossing over his chest, which turn out to be holding a red and black sheath on his back, which in itself holds a straight-edge assassin blade. He gives another sigh before shrugging. "But whatever...don't worry about it. I'm fine."