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                           [ February 26, 1999 ]

The Base of Tiger Rock
Your eyes widen as what seemd to be an ordinary mountain peak suddenly looms
before you  as a claw shaped rock sticking straight up, its curved back
casting an intimidating shadow across the land. The rock is made of Obsidian
glass, probably from an ancient Volcanic Cone that once resided here. In fact
the core of this mountain remains as the home of the Kamchatka Tiger Clan.
Many pices of this rock jut out to form lookouts and ledges which one can
relax or sleep on. There are many crevases and eroded portions in the rock,
which have formed large caverns in which the tigers live. The rock is infamous
in the history of this region and has been called Tiger Rock by the ancient
ancestors who once roamed these hallowed lands. A narrow trail winds its way
up to the peak of this amazing structure, wher those who reach the top feel as
if they own the entire world within their paws. It is a place filled with
mystery,  wonder, and tranquility, a place for all to enjoy.  
 
Exits: 
[S]outh to the [H]unting Grounds       [N]orth to the Snowy Plains      
[E]ast                                 [T]rail Up [T]iger Rock                
     
 
[IC]  Kamau, male tiger                

Kamau
Kamau has the same light orange coat possessed by most of his species. The
black stripes run from his tail to the top of his head, just short of his
brilliantly colored eyes. He has an air of gracefulness usually unseen in one
so large. He is usually good natured, slow to anger and catious in judgment
however when threatened he shows the less gentle side of his nature, for once
angered he is not easily soothed, and he /does/ hold a grudge. Although he
posseses a large expanse of land in a high station in the clan, he does not
usually take advantage of either of these two benefits, rather seeming annoyed
at the responsibility of managment of not only the land itself but also the
furs on it. He tends towards teasing and a generally un-serious attitidue
except when the situation demands such, at which point he can suddenly
metamorph into an rather good decision maker, although this rarely happens
except for when he is taking care of his management responsibilities.
Overall, he seems to be pleasant enough to be around, the sort that is good
for advice in times of peace, but would be good to have covering your tail in
a fight.

Kamau is pacing around the area, eyes unfocused. He is apparently
concentrating very hard on something.

Sassenach circles above, then drops abruptly to her perch on the rock face.

Kamau continues to pace and think, not noticing the bird above.

Sassenach ruffles her feathers, making small kraaking sounds, announcing
herself.

Kamau glances toward the Raven and nods. "Hello..." he says.

Sassenach responds, "Hello, Tiger."

Kamau says, "I am Kamau. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Sassenach says, "My name is Sassenach."

Kamau asks, "What brings you here?"

Sassenach says, "I am usually here, or nearby. Gathering news."

Kamau says, "Ah. Are you a majordomo?"

Sassenach mantles her wings in a brief, negating motion before replying
stiffly, "No."

Kamau watches her reaction with a slightly amused expression. "May I ask why
your reply was so vehement?"

Sassenach says, "It is not my place to be of one group or another. I am a
Raven, who gathers news and tells of happenings, not a follower of some few."

Kamau chuckles. "The amoral stance, eh? Tell me... have you ever had the
information you give out cause pain to somefur you knew?"

Sassenach draws on the dignity of her kind to answer shortly, "That is of
little relevance."

Kamau's eyes glimmer with amusement. "Forgive my probing. I've never been able
to break a raven and must give it at least one shot whenever I see one."

Sassenach says with dignity, "Then you shall be trying for some time, Tiger."

Kamau shrugs. "Perhaps. Only time will tell."

Sassenach says, "And we shall continue to bear the news for that time, then."

Kamau smirks. "I seriously doubt that you will quit even when I do succeed in
robbing one of you of your dignity."

Sassenach says, "Hardly, no."

Kamau nods. "Well, if you will excuse me, I have to get back to my plotting."

Sassenach says, "If you wish, then."

Kamau gives one last bob of his head then goes back to pacing.

Sassenach takes wing.