Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3548382-20131206221138/@comment-24420533-20140211202818

Kamalo was already on her horse and trtting away, making it impossible for the other to sneak up on her. But, behing a cat person, she had hearing that could pick up the lightest of sounds and eyes that could pick up the smallest of movements. She wasn't scared, but turned her horse around and drew her bow, arrow dipped in frost venom and pointed it at Pseu, her eyes narrowed and her arms steady. "Nice try. But one des not sneak up on a cat, so one does not sneak up on a Khajiit. Be on your way or you will find yourself visiting the same place your friend just was." Her horse showed no fear either, but he was the horse of a thief, an assassin on occasins. He fled when he was told, and stood firm when asked.