And so for a few minutes, they remained in this position. =Dylan, comforting her, and her tears soaking his bandages.
All of a sudden, one of the children entered into the room. "Momo!" she called out. this was a little Rat girl around the age of five.
"Yes!?" Momo responded, imdiately peeling herself from Dylan’s embrace, wiping her tears, and nose, pretending as if she was alright.
"what is it, my dear?" she responded with a smile.
"We are out of water. can we go fetch so from the stream?" she asked politely.
"Sure, you can. you know what? I am already finished here, I’ll co with you. Tell the others to carry their buckets, lets fill up the water basins." she stood to her feet, guiding the little girl along.
Dylan got up following them.
"what are you doing?" she turned to ask.
"i am coming with you!" Dylan stated clearly. "you and the kids need protecting, and I can do it."
"you can’t. you are badly injured. besides, you are a human. if they find out, they will..." before she could finish talking, dylan had fixed his fake cat ears once more. The nose had never left its position in the first place.
"If it can fool them at the border, then it can fool them here also." On saying this, he searched by his side, and removed a poach carrying so red dust within.
This was so of Carla’s blood that had been made to cover their scent dried and blended into powder. They were supposed to use it anyti suspicion on who they were arose.
Momo sniffed. Her eyes brightened in surprise, "that is indeed good stuff. If I had not attended to you personally, I would have thought that you were actually a cat person."
Dylan nodded, feeling proud that he could impress her.
He followed along.
Momo had been in this orphanage all her life, and was well respected by the children. Dylan observed further respect for her from the civilians that they passed on the road. of course, the reason for their respect was not sothing Dylan could figure out.
It might be the fear of Bolu, the Hyena-man and the reputation he carried, or it might be respect for her as a person.
Nevertheless, it was smooth sailing towards the stream.
This town itself looked to be barely getting by. Apparently, it was still recovering from the war.
Dylan had dressed up in so old clothes she had handed to him. Apparently, these clothes had belonged to Bolu once upon a ti.
Dylan dressed in such a way that most if not all of his bandages were covered. After all, with what he had seen happen to Momo, he had to play the job of a temporary protector or guardian.
And a wounded guardian would attract more harm than provide protection.
What he did not know was that as she guided the children who played and laughed as they moved towards the stream, certain individuals watched from a far distance on a roof top.
This was klein and his n. "Hmmm!" he grunted angrily. "Those cat bastards have already reached their hand on my Momo."
One of the wolf-n behind him, suddenly stepped forward. "what do you want us to do boss? should we declare war with them?"
Klein frowned, "No! that will not do. Besides, they may be more fragile, but their flexibility is a pain in the ass. Also, they have more n than we do. Besides, knowing those feline fools, they would not stoop so low as to offer protection to an orphanage. Momo must have offered herself to them for grabs."
On saying this, he squeezed his hands, "bitch! I’ll show you." his eyes suddenly left dylan’s back, landing on one of the children. This child, was none other than Bolu’s son.
Klein gave a sick side smile, "we will use her favorite one as an example. Then, she will change her mind and follow ." He licked his lips at the thought of her in his bed.
As if on instinct, dylan pasued and imdiately looked in the direction of the Wolfn. However, he did not see anything. There were already gone.
He shook his head, and turned once more to the children.
anwhile, at another part of this beast kingdom. So one else took the assignnt given to them by Chiron more to heart.
It was none other than Deamon.
He was a very logical person and through out the journey, he had only made logical decisions that proved to aid the success of the mission.
An example was the little town before his eyes.
Deamon laid on a tree. The other nine were behind him, also in hiding.
"Team leader!" a figure called to him the mont he landed on the tree. it was the spy that he sent to take a look at the state of the town.
"It is just as we thought. There is a Dam just at the other side of the Town. The Town was made in such a way that it spreads to act like a barrier around the dam. This Dam is the one that supports half of the country with their water supply and the target of our mission."
Dylan nodded. "Let guess, they are guards?"
The Spy nodded, "there is a blue core beast man, who is of Rhino Origins, but the rest are easy for us to handle. nevertheless, entering that town felt strange. Almost as if they were eyes on my back."
Dylan nodded, "just like I thought. This might look like a simple town, but a good number of them are warriors. From the information we gathered, the senate placed so of their soldiers in strategic sites like this one because of the fear of what the the New beast kingdom could do.
However, after the war, they were not relived of duty, and many of the, just made a life for themselves here.
The spy nodded. "yes, Team leader. Once we are able to poison the water supply here, our mission will be a done deal, and we would have gotten vengeance against these beasts of the earth for touching our princess..."
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