Take me to the Nile
Mood:  cheeky
Topic: Bast's Story
The girl stood at the edge of the Desert, looking back onto the faces that glared at her, willing her to walk off. The wind was blowing steadily, brushing her raven black hair into her face, shading her hazel-hued eyes from the sun.
"Get out of here, Bast." A man at the front of the crowd told her sternly. "You cause us bad luck, plague our cattle and burn our fields. Just because you're named after a goddess doesn't mean you act like one. The Pharaoh will never hear of the trouble you've caused this small village if you and your cat will just Go Away."
"Fine," she replied. Picking up her cat and walking toward the shadow of the main city of Egypt, only stopping to look behind once to the town she had called her home until just a few minutes ago. "Oh Tybi..." Bast whispered to her black and grey Mau as she walked, "I didn't mean to steal all that they owned. Maybe they'll let me back someday."