Addel raised his sword in anticipation when the white wolf streaked by his leg, but stopped as the creature halted beside Julio. Raising an eyebrow, the knight slowly sheathed his weapon back in place. "You seem to be quite the role model here," he observed. First children, and now animals? Just who was this woman? "Yes, we have been having a dragon problem lately", he began, eyes still trained on the wolf. 

"Tell me, what does that message of yours say? And just who are you Julio?"

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The young girl met Justin with a glare. "Since I won't be able to fall asleep again, I might as well humor you a little," she said in annoyance. "I'm Mary. Mary the.....the....uh..." She paused to think for a minute, trying to remember her title. She had a title, right? She shrugged. "I don't remember. Just Mary then I guess."

The girl took a step forward....only to trip and fall instead. Furious, she tried to move her legs but they wouldn't budge; something had caught on to her ankles. Moving away the forest undergrowth, she finally found the culprit to her problem. Thick, thorny vines had entangled her ankles, the sharp protrusions digging through her stockings and into her skin. Fresh and sticky blood was oozing out of the wound, and the more she moved, the more the vines sunk deeper into her flesh.

But Mary didn't yelp or cry out in pain. She simply looked at her predicament with wide and curious eyes. "Um, what's that red stuff?" she asked Justin.