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Lumiere walked out from the strange dimensional portal that opened up about a couple of feet infront of the group of the humans and the creatures. Lumieres key features her horns ink black with red highlights linning down the curves of her horns. Her horns in the mannerism of a bulls but curved to the side to a sharp point. Her crimson eyes surved the landscape she scrathed her head. And pulled a medium sized map from her poor excuse of a cape. Her cape torn into tatters in the front barely covering her chest. SHe wore a tight fitting strapless tanktop with her belly exposed. Her tights close to her skin and her black leather boots came up to above her knee. She pulled out a charcoaled piece of wood and began to make markings on the map. "Now were am I? I know i opened up a portal from the southern part of the city....stole a couple of things there....Did i take a wrong turn?" She said as she talked aloud for the moment unaware of the presnce of others. She marked her map, appearing as if she was a lost traveler. She stopped and the her crimson eyes darted over to the group of animal like creatures, humanoid and human. A crooked smile came across her face and her sharp cannines shone in the starlight. Raising her right arm Her three tattoo bands on her arms aslo gleamed; she waved to the group and let her voice resonate withing her throat."Hello there I suppose that you all have any clue were this place might be?" she inquired and at that the Portal behind her closed. The dimensional demon smiled and looked at the strange group before her.

Two wolf ears drooped down on a wolf's head as Adrianna explained her view on snuggles. What she meant wasn't lost to the wolf but, "just lookin' for cuddlies tonight," he tells her, disappointment evident in his voice. Sam's rekindled fire, lighting the area, revealed the feline to be just as attractive as her silhouette hinted. With reluctance he rose to walk off to a corner of the camp to sleep for the remainder of the night.
That was his intention before his ears perked up and his head swiveled around with the sound of another voice. It was suggesting something about pawns and... Nope Ayuran never understood chess and didn't understand what this, man? Or was it a woman? Whatever it was the wolf was at a loss as to what to make of it.
Deciding not to deal with it till morning, he really was tired, he tried to turn away again but yet another sound rang out, forming words and a question. Ayuran didn't know where they were himself, not that it would bother him. "I dunno." He'd tell the demon then pointing to Sam continues, "Like she said, I just followed her. Then I was like this with her." A furry wolf that was standing in front of a feline is no longer standing but pouncing on Adrianna arms spread in front of him to pin her down in a snuggle.

Sam's good eye widened at the arrival of not one but two more people, the burned and scarred hermit having a hard time conceiving of a way where anything could be worse.
In a typical fashion that Adrianna and Ayuran probably could have guessed, Sam went for the pistol at her waist, drawing and cocking the revolver as she looked over the new arrivals, her face contorting in a mixture of anger and fright. "Where the fuck do you all keep coming from?"
Frantically, the woman pulled her pack closer to her, pulling out her shotgun and rather deftly loading both barrels without taking her eyes off of the growing crowd.

Lumeira threw up on her right hand up and her left on her dagger on the back of her wiast; but at the same time smirked."Woah now missy, I just took a wrong turn in the dimensional worm hole. You don't need to aim that gun at me." She said and eyed the woman hating the fact she dared to aim a weapon at her.she points that gun at me...well if she fires it, I can direct a portal to the ground. dammend human.she thought to herself.

Adrianna suddenly found herself flat upon the ground, a large furry body on top of her. A smirk formed on her lips as she looked up at the male, eyebrow quirked. "Well, pup, you may just be in for it now." Another female voice distracted her, however, and she realigned herself so that she could look back out towards the camp with an unobstructed view. As she caught sight of the newcomer, her smirk became a full on smile. Oh, this was going to be interesting indeed. She watched Sam, and the newcomers, ready to jump in if needed, but sort-of left unable to do much of anything from her current position pinned underneath Ayuran.

Having successfully pinned down the kitty Ayuran wanted to go ahead and sleep as that was what he was doing when laid next to Sam. He shifted himself to not be entirely on top of Adrianna, in truth mostly not at all. He lay on the ground pressed against her side letting himself relax into dreams but the sound of the of Sam's pistol cocking once again simply annoyed him. An annoyed noise somewhere between a growl and a sigh was heard before anything intelligible was said. "Put the gun away we'll deal with things in the morning."

Sam honestly couldn't tell at this point if she was dreaming, or if her life really had taken what she perceived as a very harsh turn for the worse. Her pistol wielding hand began shaking and the muzzle of the shotgun wavered in dangerously large circles.
As something akin to a panic attack began to set in, the scarred woman closed her eyes, the left shutting much slower than the right. With the largely sensation less fingers of her left hand, she returned the slack to the trigger of the shotgun and set it aside, speaking quietly to herself. "All is well, this isn't happening. All is well, this isn't happening. All is well, this isn't happening."
Slowly opening her eyes, Sam hoped to whomever was listening that her secluded life hadn't been disrupted as badly as it appeared.

Adrianna shifted herself slightly into the wolf, lowering herself to the ground as she flattened her ears and curled her tail around her waist. She watched the muttering woman silently, her yellow eyes glistening in the firelight as she silently willed the canine currently laying beside her to remain quiet. Sam was obviously under a large amount of distress, and Adrianna honestly thought that the woman might go trigger happy at any moment.

"One... Two... Thr..." The wolf had started counting off the seconds that Sam had her eye closed before noticing the glint of firelight at his side. He was about to jump and scoot away from the ember that had escaped the pit. With tensed muscles he tries to move away from the burning lights, his feet only kicking at the earth about them in his panicked movements. He whimpered in the panic before looking to see what exactly was staring at him. What terrible thing would happen if he looked into the eyes of the feline that... Were telling him to shut up and sit still.
The wolf's struggling stops when he saw the flickering embers were eyes staring at him. Of course, he'd forgotten he was snuggling with a cute kitty tonight. He relaxes next to her again, his ears falling down on his head but not dropping his eyes. Some stupid wolf game he couldn't help but play kept him from doing so.

Sam was silent for a long moment, her lips moving noiselessly before she finally opened her eyes.
"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!"
There were still two people interrupting her life, and for a moment she seriously considered shooting both of them and hiking farther from civilization for a few more days. Ultimately, though, she lowered her pistol, then holstered it. "Who the fuck are you two, and why are you at my God damned camp?"

Adrianna lifted herself slowly from the ground, bringing herself into a sitting position. Her eyes never leaving the woman in front of her, she smiled. "My name is Adrianna. I normally travel alone, but my recent endeavors haven't been very... successful. I was actually tracking the pup here, when he stumbled across your camp. I was hoping that he'd lead me somewhere that I could barter for supplies. I'm running low, and I'm not familiar with this area."

The feline slips from Ayuran easily as he simply lays his head to his hands as a pillow to fall to sleep as he had hoped from the start. He was listening, but barely, to what was happening around him. His own motive? "Gravrag," he says randomly, his eyes closed and already drifting towards sleep. That single word was badly chosen and would likely not mean anything to to two present. "Sleepiness... Company..." That would be the answer he gives as he lets himself drift towards the realm of his dreams.

An expression of fury crossed Sam's face at the canine, and she very nearly drew the pistol again, but managed to keep herself calm long enough to forgo violence. Slowly, she lowered herself into a reclining position against a her pack, her duster wrapped tight around her but left open at her waist to leave her pistol clear. "If that's the case, then we'll sort this out in the morning..." Throwing some wood on the fire, the hermit placed her hat on her head, pulled the brim low, and closed her eyes and crossed her arms, hopefully settling the matter for the moment.

When the sun began to peek over the horizon, the scarred woman woke slowly, the interruption of the night causing her to be bleary. At some point, she'd rolled off of her pack and curled around it, and her arm was numb. Clenching and unclenching her fist rapidly to try to return the feeling, she glanced towards the two intruders to her quiet little world and scowled, if just for a moment. Sliding her shotgun free, she slipped off into the woods, off to catch breakfast.

Adrianna woke with the sun, but didn't pull herself from where she'd curled up on the ground until Sam had slipped off. Stretching out, she hummed very quietly to herself as she stoked the fire back to life and retrieved her bag, pulling out a small box. Pouring what was left of her water into a metal pot, she added a small pouch of herbs and hung the pot from a stick over the fire. The aroma filled the air almost immediately, a bitter, almost medicinal odor. The feline reached into her bag, pulling out a second bag and adding it to the pot, making the smell exuding from it much more pleasant. She settled down on a rock, waiting for the tea to finish brewing as she examined her surroundings.

Sprawled on his stomach one might wonder if he was actually comfortable with an arm flopped over the back of his head the other off to the side his other hand had somehow managed to dig into the ground and was covered in dirt. The rest of him was just as contorted with, to top it off, a tongue lolling onto the ground. It wasn't the movement around him that woke the wolf but the smell of the tea being first brewed. The smell wasn't in the least attractive to him waking him grumpily from his slumber but not enough for him to think much more than emptying his bladder and finding water to clean off him. He rose and started walking off, some of the red dirt sifting from his fur as he went off on all fours. He was up but not awake enough to remember he hadn't been alone last night, or that he hadn't dreamed it.

He'd pass by an hour later, his fur still damp and carrying his shorts so they wouldn't get wet. He was awake now, but apparently still a bit lost when he mutters, "not a dream," when he sees whoever was still in the camp again. He finds a comfortable looking rock to sit on, his shorts dropped next to him, "mornin' kitty."

At some point in her absence, there had been a bang that echoed through the scrub land, with Sam reappearing a half-hour later, carrying what appeared to be a large-ish lizard by the jawbone. Looking at the feline and the canine with a scowl upon her face, she set about trimming and sharpening a straight enough branch, then spit the lizard upon it, quickly manufacturing an apparatus to cook the meat upon.
Turning back to the wolf, the hermit scowled deeper, the good side of her face flushing slightly. "Have a nice bath? Did you bring any water back for the rest of us?"

Adrianna looked up at the wolf as he approached and settled in on the rock, smiling. "Mornin', pup. All cleaned up, I see."

As Sam re-appeared shortly after him, however, she fell silent, watching the other female as she approached the camp with an ugly lizard in hand. Her yellow eyes followed the actions of the woman as she set the creature to cook before addressing the wolf, the cat's ears twitching just slightly nervously, for the woman was still very much on edge, apparently. She wondered to herself if she was always like this, had always been like this. Head tilted to one side, she watched the wolf and awaited his answer, deciding to stick to the golden rule of "don't speak unless spoken to"- for now, anyway.

He smiles, or somehow manages something close to one without showing any teeth. "A nice bath is always good. Hard to find any hot water around here though." He started to tell her how nice it was, the little watering hole but the burnt woman reappeared with, was it food? He couldn't tell but the thought made the wolf realize how hungry he was. He didn't think, actually didn't want to think about how long it had been since he had himself a meal. Wilderness and very limited survival skills don't mix to well somehow. To take the edge off the wait he preoccupying himself with fluffing at his fur maybe it would get it to dry faster, and old habits die hard.

His thoughts had trailed off somewhere far from the camp by the time Sam asked about the water. It took him a bit to come back to what was around him coming around with a "huh?" and asking himself "water?" before he remembered to understand the question. "Oh, you didn't find any?" The fact that they were in a desert didn't seem to have connected with hard to find water for the wolf.