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When Farah chose to leave the path and head to the beach, Aziz began to catch up. He was more accustomed to moving quickly through sand than she was, but considering the difference in their normal speeds this didn't mean much.

"Farah get back here, this is most unbecoming behavior to exhibit before introductions!" He managed to make out another figure a ways in front of the big cat. The cat ducked around the individual in question and kept running. Meanwhile Aziz slowed down as he began to actually see the details of the other male.

"Chis of France is I'm not mistaken," Aziz said while walking the last length of distance. "I don't believe we've formally met, but I am Aziz of Kesh. The tiger was Farah, one of my pets, I hope she didn't startle you... she's been cooped up all day and wants to play." Aziz had barely caught that detail himself when chasing her, and she'd catch up with him when she was ready. It also helped that now his pet started acting like a pet by staying in his sight at this time. Well Farah had gone through some training to behave properly when he was talking to others.

"If it's alright with you, I would like to converse on the way to the hotel...I've had my fill of sand and sea water for the day." Well the statement wasn't entirely true, it was more that he wished to arrive punctually and Farah had for the most part interfered with his plans on that. From the corner of his eye, he saw Farah running back. It would appear a helicopter, Chris's from the looks of it had landed there to not disrupt there conversation. The noise of it had scared Farah...he inwardly winced at the idea of her clinging to him for the rest of the day.