Transformation

Several days had gone by without a sign of Xiao Yin or the others and at this point, Ming Yue was getting a bit worried. Staring out into the wild, she held the hilt of her sword firmly.

"Where could they have gone?" she wondered, "It's been nearly a week now. Could they have run into trouble?" 

Such a thought wasn't farfetched, after all, it wouldn't be the first time that they had bitten off more than they could chew. However, if it was true, Ming Yue had to act quickly. 

"I should go, I can't let any of them die."

Thinking this, she quickly prepared to move out only for the said trio to return. They looked rather rugged. Their bodies were covered in blood but not of their own while their fur and feathers were a mess. 

Ming Yue stared at them, standing still as they walked up to her with a happy look. None of them really cared about their appearance at the moment.