Boartusk Heights Atarashī

The figure had stopped and Haru drew closer to where she stood, finding that her size was not quite so large as he had believed it to be. Her features were slim and golden. She was a smaller wolf, but she appeared to be healthy and friendly. At least, her first words to him were that she meant no harm and was only passing through. The thief wondered if she believed he owned the place.

Oh yeah, yeah, no problem. I don’t mean no harm, either, Haru said to her with a lazy smile and a heavy-lidded stare. He nodded his head a few times, making it known that he was a relatively easy-going guy, and she didn’t have much of a reason to be wary.

I was only hungry, see, just lookin for a bite to eat. Ya from around here?

Sawamura’s riverstone gaze searched her figure. She looked as though she’d traveled for a short while and he could only wonder if she was a newcomer, same as he was. Better yet, if this lady knew anyone who had a place in the area, the thief was certain he’d be willing to follow her there.