Welcome to Gaia! ::

Seryx had found food in the form of meat hung out to dry in a strange smoking shed. It had been an unexpected windfall and the young predator had stuck around, watching the two-legged beings tend their dead-tree-stick dwelling before following them away towards what smelled like a very large herd of mud campers.

Sadly, less then a third there, his pilfering of the family's smoked meat hut had been discovered and he was forced to flee in the direction they'd been going lest he be caught.

Thus, winded, stuffed, and highly confused as to the nature of this strange world, Seryx found his way into more populated portion of the Pantheon's grounds. Uncertain and afraid, he'd been forced to hide in an empty storage shed, a tiger-sized lurking shadow with ears flicking restlessly and nose quivering as he took in the sights, sounds, and smells of the Pantheon's market.

"What's going on....?" He mumbled to himself, fully capable of speech but disused to it from being so long alone.