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Kristian blinks, as if slightly offended by the Kha's words, and Alirya's. He stands up as well, the cold armor clanking as he rubs at his eyes.

 

"Miss, I'm a Warden. It's my job to concern myself 'bout these thin's. There's no need for orderin' me about. I know what's good for 'er. I just don't want the cub to meet the same fate as... what I assume is 'er father..."

 

He runs a hand through his hair, seeming a tad annoyed.

 

"Just take good care of 'er."

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Jujan seems to relax visibly once the Kha cub is in her arm and nods. "Kha's awpawlogiess, aype. Mul'ta fawr thaw help, Jujan weewl remawmbur thess'aw. As fur thaw Kha', thaw Patta pawseed probawbly tuu protect hees cawb. He ess'aw awt peace weeth Metztli awnd the world, awnd weel surely remembawr yuu tuu." 

 

Looking down at the cub, Jujan brushes her hand softly along the top of the cub's head soothingly, smiling. "Aype weel nawt hawve tuu wowrry awbawt cub. She ess'aw een guud hawnds."

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the kittens ears flicker as shes pet on thw head she goes to try and lick the paw petting her, starting to relax.as her minds distracted

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Patrique touches his lips with his pale finger, looking at the cub and commotion. His temptations returned. How did he want that Kha as his pet.. With a grin of determination and desperation, he opened his back with meat he carries with his travels. In the hope the Kha would come crawling to him, ready to meet the suprise of his life.

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"I 'ope so." 

 

Kristian gives a small nod, kneeling back down to the dead body of the Kha's father. He begins inspecting the body, hoping to determine the cause of death and such. The Kha cub was no longer on his mind, and the whole of his attention to the bigger job at hand.

 

"Now... who would just... kill... slavers? No. Cultists... maybe.. yeah... maybe..."

 

He mutters to himself as he observes the scene. Soon after, Sentinels would be called over, seeking to find evidence towards the killer.

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the body seems to have died from a puncture wound to the heart and neck, but nothing else gives evidence as to what happend

the kittrn sniffs the meat and perks her head up. being very hungry she whines and paws at the direction of the smell, still in the arms of jujan

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As she crawls towards Patrique, she would see a large , but old man with a large hat. Carrying a golden staff and leather bag of meat. Around him are two gards in red dresses, holding their swords and motioning inviting.

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the kitten remains protected in the arms of another kha, but her emerald green eyes lock onto patrique and her meows turn into desprate whines for food

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Jujan scowls at Patrique, quite offended at the gesture. "Duu nawt insult thaw Kha weeth sawmtheeng as idi'awdeec aws theese, aype." she practically spat, hugging the kitten tightly to her chest. Jujan turns with the kitten still in her arms, walking at a brisque pace away from Patrique and the scene. 

 

"Dawn't wurr'ay, leetawl wawn, Jujan weel mawk shu'war yuu are well fed awnd kewpt fawr."

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goes to lick jujans cheek. a soft purr emitting from her as she feels safe with jujan "ma-ta" the kitten purrs, having no memory of her long lost mother

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Patrique offers her the bag to eat. Ignoring the people as he thinks through his masterplan

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is being carried off by jujan. so patrique offer remains untaken, the kitten getting away

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Patrique, angered by Jujan. Sends his guard to take the kitten by force. As the two guards walk towards Jujan, one grabs his shoulder and says on an elegant, but fierce tone "Deliver that kitten to us."

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Kristian hears this, stepping up from the dead body of the Kha's father.

 

"Sir... step away. Now."

 

His hand goes to his morningstar, the spiked iron mace looking menacing from its position on Kristian's armor.

 

"It 'as been determined that the Kha shall take of its own. Understand?"

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