Post by senchou on May 5, 2008 10:06:58 GMT -7
It was strange in the forest, as it always was when Bahari went to a new land. He had never been in such a place as this, and he was beginning to enjoy it. The woods smelled fresh and clean, and the weather was cool and refreshing after the heat he was used to. He could hear other animals occasionally, but most of them fled upon sight of the trade caravan.
It was a small one, by his tribe's standards, only five wagons in length. It was nothing compared to the vast caravans that crossed the deserts, with dozens of wagons and hundreds, even thousands of slaves. He couldn't help but sigh at the though of those grand trains, carrying the wealth of dozens of tribes across the sand. It was every serval's dream to lead such a voyage some day, and he was no different.
But for now, he was quite content in the shady Mossflower woods, and he only occasionally turned to see how the wagon teams were faring. They seemed to enjoy the weather even more than he himself, and the lazy atmosphere seemed to be getting to them a bit. They had slowed to all but a crawl, and Bahari had to wait for them to catch up to him.
But not even lazy servants could dampen his sprits. The great red Abbey was coming into view ahead, and he gave the orders to set up camp. He could only dream of the wealth such a beautiful structure must hold. Why, it made him purr just to think of it.
It was a small one, by his tribe's standards, only five wagons in length. It was nothing compared to the vast caravans that crossed the deserts, with dozens of wagons and hundreds, even thousands of slaves. He couldn't help but sigh at the though of those grand trains, carrying the wealth of dozens of tribes across the sand. It was every serval's dream to lead such a voyage some day, and he was no different.
But for now, he was quite content in the shady Mossflower woods, and he only occasionally turned to see how the wagon teams were faring. They seemed to enjoy the weather even more than he himself, and the lazy atmosphere seemed to be getting to them a bit. They had slowed to all but a crawl, and Bahari had to wait for them to catch up to him.
But not even lazy servants could dampen his sprits. The great red Abbey was coming into view ahead, and he gave the orders to set up camp. He could only dream of the wealth such a beautiful structure must hold. Why, it made him purr just to think of it.