Darker Turn 1

Kyrie noticed they were being followed by someone, a person roughly his size. Zillia also noticed it quite easily; her claws tapped on his glove like the ticking of a clock. She wanted to pounce on the unsuspecting prey and have her way with them.

Always so bloodthirsty. He would need to work that trait out of her if he wanted to have peace in human settlements. Sure, keeping your guard high was important in places you weren't familiar with, but such eagerness to kill was a problem.

Worse, the smell of that person wasn't familiar; it wasn't anyone they had met yet. This made excluding the soldiers and staff who ran his city fairly easy and made such a person a perfect victim for his bear friend to let loose and cut up.

'In other words, it could be anyone.' He had a sizable number of suspects.