Emily glanced from Fanny to Kat, observing that Kat seemed more at ease than Fanny. Both of them were covered in dirt, marking their rogue lifestyle.
Emily wondered how the two had ended up together. She planned to inquire about their story once they were settled in.
The fact that Fanny was standing right in front of her, alive and well, still amazed her. She felt grateful to the witches they had encountered on the way, who hadn't completely washed away their scent that evening.
Otherwise, it would have been much more challenging to track Fanny's scent.
Nate must have recognized them immediately from the sketch and knew who they were. This must have facilitated their journey to the pack.
"Fanny, go wash up. I'll find something for you to wear. Later, you can also take a bath and wash your hair. I have a hairdryer we can use," Emily suggested with a grin.
Fanny managed a small smile and headed towards the direction Emily indicated as the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Emily searched her war
