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087: Out Of Easton

"My Luna?" Arthur Ravenscort was perplexed upon seeing Ophelia in his father's tavern.

"Not a word out here, Arthur," she hid her face in her hooded cloak and then bowed her head to avoid the gazes of people inside the tavern.

Arthur put the jug of ale down, completely ignoring the people he was serving and then he grabbed Ophelia by the arm before leading her out of the tavern and into the room she had spent many nights, during her stay in Petersburg.

"I am sorry for showing up like this, I just didn't have anywhere else to go," Ophelia removed her head from the hood and Arthur's mouth parted and his eyes rose in their sockets upon seeing her without hair.

"What brings you here and why are you hairless?" The boy asked after recollecting himself. He was still trying to wrap his head around the fact why Luna of the Crimson Paw pack would return after she left four months ago.

"I need a place to stay." Ophelia fumbled with her hands.

"What!?" Authur uttered, "perhaps I might have mishea
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