The trio of silver-haired men were on their way to the forest again. Kadaj and Loz were dressed in their leathers but Yazoo was in black t-shirt and jeans. All had their weapons and wore their boots from home.
Loz glanced back and forth from one to the other, wondering if he should walk between them rather than a bit behind. There was no missing the weirdly stressed silence looming over them.
"Why didn't you come back until just before we left this morning?" Loz suddenly demanded, poking Yazoo in the back, unintentionally making his slender brother half stumble. He was surprised when both of them glared back at him as they kept walking. "What?! I know you want to know, Kadaj. So do I." He hunched his broad shoulders forward defensively.
Before anyone said another word, they came upon a group of people who were human by the look of them.
"Are you new here?" Kadaj demanded, standing to the fore as they stopped and looked at the others. He didn't even place his hand on the hilt of his katana though Yazoo did put a hand on his holstered gunblade. Loz was ready to use his Dual Hound if he had to, yet he frowned. These people were supposed to be on their side, weren't they?