Yukita trembled slightly as she picked up on Yushara's scent. Suddenly she remembered a promise she had made a while ago to a noble. "If you are ever to leave the city, just know that the wolves arent your friends, the nobles are. We can give you everything you need if you deliver us the rest of the wolves." She growled softly, listening to the offer over and over in her head and her reply startled her now. She had said yes.
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Mora dug into a small pile of trash looking for left over scraps. "Of course not." She grumbled, taking the appearance of a human. She looked up to the sky taking in the smell of the flower maiden filling her nose. "I will find you. I promise." She said, walking down the street.