Sachi had awakened from her nap, though refusing to open her eyes. She wasn't fond of the cages at all and her only way of escaping was to sleep. In her dreams, she'd be able to run freely, and felt that if she kept her eyes closed while she woke up, she could still endure her freedom and eventually end up falling asleep again. But while she was on the brink of falling unto another nap, she overheard a conversation. She could tell it was coming from the cages nearby, which held three other wolves. They all seemed to know each other, making Sachi assume they were in fact a family. But the conversation intrigued her more than the relations of the other wolves.

She heard the footsteps of a young man walking towards them and stopping in front of the cages which housed the 'family'. [i]Feeding time already?[/i] Sachi thought to herself, although she could not hear the buckets clinking. What shocked her the most is the fact that the human was... talking to the wolves. And before Sachi could think negatively about the crazy young man, she heard the wolves talking back.

Sachi's eyes shot open and he raised her head, eyes dancing around until they stopped on the man, who said his name was Etsuko. But she then could see right through the illusion, and saw glimpses of the wolf, though very faint. Ahhh, it made sense now. She noted how he stated that he never got caught in his disguise, and Sachi grew excited. Was she finally going to get out of this cage and return to the freedom, the freedom that was taken away so long ago? She saw Etsuko releasing the wolves one by one, thus seeing them create their own human illusion. And as they left, she saw the male who calls himself Etsuko approaching her cage, explaining to her about freedom.

[b]Yes, just get me out of here,[/b] she said in anticipation. Yes, today was the day to be free.

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On the surface, just above the black market, a young man in a nice, navy blue suit sat on the ground against a wall, a bored expression plastered among his face as he fiddled with a small twig in one hand, his cheek placed neatly in his other hand. An elongated sigh was emitted and a small growl bubbled in his stomach. He seemed to ignore it and dropped the twig, reaching the open hand over his auburn hair to scratch the back of his head, dark yellow eyes glazing over as another sigh emerged from his mouth.

Suddenly, another man approached the one who seemed bored out of his wits, though they looked exactly the same. The approaching man dropped a piece of bread on the other's lap, finally choking out some words despite the amount of food in his mouth, "Here, Kohaku. Say thank you."

Kohaku looked up at his twin, then looked down at the bread in his lap in anger before he stood to face the other in a fit of acrimony. "What's this? That's not going to save me from starvation, Hahaku!" he exclaimed, absolutely offended. But Hahaku didn't seem to care and he simply laughed at his younger twin brother, patting him on the back. "You're not gonna starve. It's only been three hours since breakfast. Besides, if anyone saw me giving you raw meat, they'd get suspicious." he reassured Kohaku before reaching into his pocket, pulling out a few leaves. "Here, act like this is cabbage."

Kohaku flashed a look of confusion at his brother and rolled his eyes before smacking the leaves out of his hand, causing Hahaku to laugh a bit. This was in fact the perfect time for Kohaku to tackle him to the ground, though jokingly, and the identical twins both started to wrestle in their matching suits, neither caring if they ended up all dusty.