Migratory Birds- Chapter 15- Airship
"reverend priestess, we..." she gulped. "...there is someone at my inn who is in need of your... help... i... i mean, we would be very grateful if you could... just do anything." "of course," nekoi answered. "lead the way."
North Guard
Sven left the train terminal, pulling his heavy wool jacket tight to keep out the sharp gusts of icy wind that seemed to cut right through his charcoal gray fur. Basil was a bustling boomtown, the main point of entry for the multitudes of furs looking...