Before Farya had a chance to turn and leave, the voice of the child stopped her in her tracks. That’s right… they needed to sneak inside the city. Her eyes slowly drifted down to Wolyo’s paws. They were large indeed, and could easily make short work of a pile of snow with some added assistance. But something didn’t quite feel right. It was as if the child was missing a detail.


“Farya….” The wolf growled lowly, his teeth clacking together. The two exchanged a brief glance before turning to face the group once more.

“Yes dear Wolyo, I am aware…”  Her hand grazed over her companions snout. Slowly but surely, she crossed the distance towards the child with her head canted. When near, she knelt down to look the child square in the eyes. Though the reason might not be readable on the mask, the curiosity could definitely be felt. Wolyo, had joined her, standing on all fours with his head craned down even with Farya's. His brows furrowed in a seemingly grumpy glare. Perhaps he wasn't too keen on the idea that he had to dig their way back out?

 When she spoke, her voice was soft as usual, but held a small testing bite of something else.

“You speak of this city being guarded. No man allowed the grace of entrance, or they may face the guards blade. But… there is else to easily hold suspect, no man allowed to leave. You mean well child, never mind that a few of us stands out greatly, but how do you propose we exit when business is done?”