W2 (13)

“You there stop!” a rude voice commanded causing all eyes to turn to them.

Silvia glanced at the two males in front of her with a cat, one had black hair and striking blue eyes and the other brown with grey eyes. They were completely different from the duo that had attacked them…

‘But they could be using transformation magic, all we need to do is check for the symbol of elves in that cat to be sure. According to records, they came in directly to the festival and had not rested anywhere so they shouldn’t have had time to hide the guardian.’

“Go ahead,” the male with green eyes leisurely said, even with such a plain look his manner held so much valor it was impossible to hide his uncommon origins. “How might we help you?”

“The cat on your neck, may we have a look?” Silvia said condescendingly, it was a normal thing for an elf with pride to act that way, however.

“And why should I let you rude people touch my cat?” a sharp voice sounded drawing gasps from the crowd.

/ Awemeter increased