I DO NOT OWN RUNE FACTORY!

Ayame, a half human and half silver wolf woman, stared at the starry sky, wondering why she even bothered staying alive. What with her parents' brutal murder with no trace of the killers. Suddenly, she felt a slight hunger pang, due to not being able to eat anything without either stealing or killing without feeling guilt. And when she thought she couldn't feel anymore awkward, she heard footsteps. She hid herself from sight, out of fear. When she noticed a young man with cerulean blue hair that glistened in the moonlight. She felt funny. Something she has never felt before What's this feeling...? She pondered. My heart's racing...so violently... Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her growling stomach. She gasped, holding her stomach and trying to stay quiet. The young man looked around, feeling frightened. "H-hello...? Is anyone there? Come out, I won't hurt you..." He said, still shaking. I have no choice... Ayame thought. So she came out, shaking from the weakness from not eating. The young man looked at Ayame's golden eyes. She looked at his violet eyes. "I didn't mean to startle you..." She mumbled. The young man looked at her with pity and guilt. "Are you feeling alright? You don't look so good..." He said with concern. Ayame turned away, not wanting to show any signs of vulnerability. Her empty stomach growled once more, only louder. She blushed badly and felt the need to flee, but was frozen with embarrassment. "Oh, you poor thing... You must be starving..." Said the young man with sympathy. Ayame blushed more, angry at the fact she didn't want to burden other people with her problems. When she suddenly felt lightheaded. "Ugh..." She moaned, about to fall down. The young man caught the collapsed female, now noticing her beautiful, shiny silver hair. He tried to concentrate on the matter, shaking himself back to reality. "You need help..." He whispered to her. "Don't you worry, I'll take care of you..." He carried her bridal style, to his home in Selphia.