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Chapter 25: Lydia
Gin and Weed's pack . . .
Weed and his friends were rationing out the food that they've hunted down in the woods. They fed the elders once again fish, and maybe a few rabbits, and they've also captured some chickens and such. Gin looks around the entire pack and see's that everyone is eating very well.
"Well done once again son." Gin tells Weed. Weed smiled.
"Thank you." Weed looks around for Yukimura. "Where's Yukimura by the way? Is he still hunting?"
"Probably, I wouldn't worry too much about him. It's Jane that worries me. I don't know whether she'll feel better or not, or when she'll be able to talk."
"Could she recover from losing her voice?" Weed asked.
"Maybe, we'll have to see." As their conversation went on. Cross picks up a rabbit and takes it down to the lake where Jane was recovering. Misty was there as well.
"Misty!" Cross called out. Misty came out of her small den where the lake was. "Where's Jane?"
"Up there." Misty looked in the direction where Jane was. She was sitting next to the water staring at her reflection.
"Jane?" Cross said to her as she placed the rabbit next to her. "Eat a little something." Cross then left.
Jane looked at the rabbit and just scoped it. She looked back at her reflection with a depressed look. She felt upset still, but then someone walked up next to her.
"Still can't talk." Kurotora sat down. "I would kill myself if I couldn't talk. Not saying that you should. But it's what I would do. Feeling any better?" Jane was silent as always but then she nodded. "Good, it'd be nice to have our old friends back and such, so you went to Hokkaido yes?" Kurotora asked. She nodded. "Haven't been there in a long time. A friend of mine is there. Man named Hakuro." When Kurotora said that, it got Janes attention. "Are you ok?"
Jane zoned out on where she left off in her past with Jerome. After they left Hakuro.
On the Trail . . . In the woods . . .
Jane and Jerome were walking for a good long hour in the woods. Jane wasn't sure if the Huskey was telling the truth or not about if there were really dogs trespassing on their land and terrorizing them. But she seemed to be cautious of her surroundings.
"Keep your eyes peeled. We don't want to get caught by anyone." Jane told him.
"Mhm." He replied.
"Were you listening to me."
"Mhm."
"Really?"
"Mhm."
"Repeat everything I . . ."
"Keep your eyes peeled, we don't want to get caught I heard you!" Jerome said in anger. He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
"Is something wrong?" Jane asked.
"No, I'm fine. I'm sorry I raised my voice." Jerome apologized.
"Hey, don't worry about it ok. I get yelled at a lot by my sister."
"You sister yells at you?" Jerome looked at her. "Hard to picture you with family, if they're good or not."
"I've grown used to it. How 'bout you. Do you got family." Jane asked.
"Yeah, they passed."
"I'm sorry I asked."
"It's fine. I . . . Get down!" Jerome and Jane sprinted into the bushes as they saw another dog. She had blue fur and the lining to her pelt between her eyes, had a shape of a heart.
"Help!" The Shepherd went. "Please, I'm lost. Someone help!"
"Hello there." Jerome came out.
"Jerome!" Jane said.
"How can I help you." Jerome asked.
"I, I lost my group. I don't know where they went and, I need help. I'm Lydia."
"I'm Jerome. And this is Jane. Do you know where you last saw them."
"I think they went down this trail. But I don't know. I . . . I'm scared"
"We won't leave you. We'll help you, come on. They couldn't have gone that far." Jerome lead the way, Jane was behind Jerome and Lydia. Jane hasn't forgotten Hakuro's warning about the trespassing dogs around the area, so she is keeping a close eye on this Lydia. Jerome looked up at the sky. He noticed some strange clouds coming up. "Looks like it'll rain soon."
"We should find a dry spot to be under." Jane suggested.
"Look." Lydia said. "A bus."
"Why does it look abandoned." Jane asked.
"Probably a car accident, and they couldn't locate where the bus was." Jerome predicted.
And so, the three dogs took shelter in the abandoned bus transit. It was empty yes but it had dead twigs and a few dead mice on the ground. It was pretty beaten up.
It rained for a good long time now. Patter's of rain were hitting the bus and thunders were crashing in different locations. Jane laid on one of the seats in the bus. But Lydia and Jerome were laying on the ground having a small little chat.
"After I killed the Doberman's I was exiled by my leader." Jerome ended the story of his exile. "I managed to get away from them by fleeing Ou. Then I cross paths with Jane. I only knew her for a couple days. Then we met Hakuro, and you."
"Such an intriguing story." Lydia said.
"What about you?" He asked.
"Well, I'm a soldier for my group."
"Soldier?" Jane said eavesdropping on their conversation.
"Jane don't interrupt." Jerome said.
"If you're a tough soldier, then why were you scared that you wouldn't see your group. Doesn't that sound weird Jerome." Jane said.
"Jane just hear her out."
"It's fine Jerome." Lydia said. "I'll answer to her." Thunder crashes as dogs start coming out from the bushes. "So, I didn't get separated by my group. Maybe I only wanted to lead you here so I could get some answers."
"Answers?" Jerome said.
"On where the hell is Hakuro." Lydia stood up and looked out the window. "Your surrounded. So, talk to me."
Dogs circled around the bus being ready to attack if they try to leave. Jane and Jerome saw them. They felt out numbered.
Kurotora and Jane . . .
"Jane!" Kurotora was getting Janes attention. "Zoning out on me?" Jane looked at him. "Ah, I forgive you. Well, good chat, I'm going to go find some more grub to feast upon."
Jane zoned out once again and just felt scared to remember what happened next.
To be continued . . .
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