[Poggio]

The lion let out a heavy sigh, ignoring the smell of yet another cat and the distant voice it brought with it. Before he followed the girl, he found the remains of his pants, shifting through the fabric he found his most prized possession. It identified him as who he was and was worth more then a mere 100 gold. It was a medium sized golden locket, with a clock on the outside. Around the clock were intricate carvings which curved around to the back where there was an embossment of his families crest He gathered up the locket and ran after the girl pausing in front of her walking path and dropped it. He growled yet another message to her . “You may keep this as a show of good faith, you will have your money... or else you can keep this.” He hated adding the last part dropping the gold in front of her with watery eyes. With out looking back and continued walking ahead of the girl not really caring if she understood or not. The lion felt like he lost a little part of what little there was left of him.