A new day dawned in the land of gauze. The first rays of the sun broke through the dense area
Cloud cover that had been covering the sky for weeks and brought some dew drops
to sparkle. A slender figure crept about in the mist of dawn. Under
Her long, dark red hair could clearly be seen her pointy, cat-like ears
and behind her swung a long, thin tail: a Neko. Around the neck and wrists
the cat girl had heavy, black rings made of Irroxe steel hanging on it. She wore an old worn linen dress and dark brown suede boots that came down to her knees.
Her ears twitched as a sound came from the bushes nearby.
"So you're still not giving up," she thought grimly.
Careful not to draw the attention of her pursuers to her, she fled further into the dense forest. Thanks to the stripe-like pattern that graced the skin of all Neko, would
you can't make them out so quickly in the tangle of bushes and trees.Just had
she began to feel more secure when hasty footsteps could be heard very close to her -
had they been discovered? She started running again, glancing over hers
Shoulder when it collided with something. The force of the impact was so severe that it
was thrown down a nearby slope. While she rolled over, shot
a sharp pain through her left foot and before she could even think about it
broken, she hit a rock with her head and passed out.

Comfortable darkness surrounded her and gave her a feeling of security when she was far away
heard a voice. “Hey, wake up!” Reluctantly, she opened her eyelids and stared straight ahead
into a pair of rust-red eyes above them. Her heart jumped as she realized whose
Eyes that were.
"Shirai? ... Is that you? ...", she mumbled.
"Oh, you're finally awake! How are you?" Asked the figure above her, without openingto answer the question.
Slowly clarity entered her head and the truth drowned her initial joy as she did
realized that she was wrong. She looked appraisingly at her counterpart.
He was also a neko. She estimated him to be one or two years older than herself. He had black, slightly shimmering blue, short hair that fell straggly into his face and made him look slightly daring. On his lips was a crooked grin, which stretched a scar that ran down his right cheek. His skin was dark and the pattern that was drawn over it, in contrast to hers, wilder. He was wearing a linen vest, which he wore open, including a pair of trousers that were already torn at the knees, the color of which had already faded, and a pair of kidskin boots.
Oh no, that was definitely not her Shirai!
Except for his eyes, he looked nothing like him.
And she finally knew that he was miles away from her. Oh Shirai ...
"Who are you?""Me?" He grinned. "I'm Villiano! Villiano Capellone! And you?"
She fixed him coolly: "That's none of your business."
"Hey, at least I took care of you when you were passed out! I will feel good about you
reveal your name? "" No. "He looked at her puzzled for a moment.
"Well, if you don't want to," he said and took a few steps into the little cave in which she was
were up and down without being let out of their sight. He thought for a while, then finally turned back to her.
"Hm ... is it possible that you are that slave girl after they have been looking for days?" Asked Villiano and in the next moment he was lying on the floor again, to his surprise. The Neko was kneeling over him, with her yellow-glowing pupils narrowed into slits, and holding her extended claws to his throat.
"Did they send you to catch me again ?! Answer!" She hissed.
"I do not make any pacts with people!", He said with a smile, "Now take your claws off!"Her eyes glowed with hatred and she replied scornfully, "You wouldn't be the first of us
who betrayed his people to the people. "
"As I said: I don't make any pacts with people! If I had wanted to hand you over, I could have done that long ago. So," he took her with a piercing look
Wrist and gave a rough squeeze, "and now finally take off your claws!"
Reluctantly, she retracted her claws and let him stand up.
"... how is your foot doing?"
She stared thoughtfully against the rock wall. "Goes so."
"Hm ... if I build you a rail, you should make it to Jissele, right?"
She looked up in amazement. "Yes, why? What am I supposed to do there?"
"I know someone there who can help you get rid of the canai," he said, pointing
the rings that hung on her neck and wrists.
"... why do you want to do that?" He replied with a mischievous grin: "Because you're cute!
And I don't like it when cute chicks like you have to carry around a slave ring! "She had to smile against her will.
"... Ghiauna."
He turned around. "What?"
"My name, you wanted to know it.
My name is Ghiauna Armadeo, "she said, smiling for the first time.

~ I have uploaded the story here before, but now that I have a new nick, it comes again ^^ Thx to everyone who reads this story ~