Quantril`

	As you walk through the park, the paths begin to shift and change, perhaps it was something you ate, or drank, or consumed in some way, but the world seems to twist. Up becomes down, left becomes right, the world spinning. You feel yourself begin to fall a long slow fall as if in slow motion. Strang hands seem to pluck you up from the fall, a soft voice cuttign therough the chaos as your mind reels... "Greetings little one...I have been expecting you..." As you pass out you get the sensation of flying.... Some time later you slowly awaken, soft fur under your cheek. As you slowly open your eyes you take in the scene, a small room of japanese design, Movement catches you attention as a man shifts sitting not far away on a large pile of furs and silk pillows... "Ahhh welcome back..." the same soft voice speaks to you seeming to almost lull your senses making you feel relaxed and calm where there had only been fear and panic befor... "No, no don't try to get up; you fainted is all you will be fine in a few moments..."
"Allow me to introduce myself..." the man begins a gentle smile on his face. "Most Call me Quantril, or Q for short." He smiles slightly holdign up his hand. "yes yes I've heard all the jokes about this Star trek person...I am definately not him." he chuckles softly. "What? Where are you, you ask?" he smiles crookedly. "Why, your in my home, not more than fifty yards from where you fainted...yes I know you never saw a house, but I assure you it was there." he shifts reaching beside him to draw a small tray with two tea cups and a tea pot of japanese design to him, he smiles at you ... "I do hope tea is ok...It will help to calm you and relax your muscles after your ...spell." He pours one cup then another smilign slightly as he hands you one gently, he takes the other takign a sip from it... "You do know how dangerous the park can be at night, yes?" he tilts his head slightly.."no? you wern't aware, well let's just say things go bump in the night out there, not a safe place for one such as yourself.." A soft chuckle give.."Me? no i have little to worry about out there...things ..bite...me I tend to Bite back.." he smirks slightyl giving you a wink...
	"Trust me, you are more than safe in my house.."; he tilts his head slightly. "How can I be sure? Because kitten...I am Bagheera." he chuckles softly..."no not like the jungle book, thought I do believe kipling was a kinfolk, how else would he understand my people so well?" He smiles, slightly ammused. "Go on drink your tea and I will explain..ahh thats it...you can feel yourself relaxing already can't you." He leans back in his pile of fur and silk. "I am of the great Tribes of the Bastet...the wer-cats... yes like the were-wolves, though loosely, my people tend to be much more refined."; he smiles crookedly..."and much better looking.."; he laughs. "What you don't believe me? No no I'm not insane, those are the Ceilican...they tend to be more than a little off their rocker..or they were before the dogs took them from this world."; he smiles fades a bit, bright green eyes flashing in the dim light. "A skeptic hmm, proof? Yes I can show you proof."; he chuckles softly concentrating for a long moment takign on his feline form, that of a great black panther, he roars deeply as if issueing a challenge, the teapot rattling slightly on the tray...

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