I can't help but rub my eyes, as I look at the map in front of me the amount of villages that have been attacked makes us completely change the route that we use.
There's no point in us coming this way anymore, so we are going to have to use another path that puts us at one hell of a risk.
I turn to look at a pair of men who walk past me, there's no reason for me to look at what they are doing, I just want to distract myself from having to do this.
The smell of manure, fur, and other bodily odors fills the air as the men check and double-check the cages, it's been weeks since they had a chance to inspect the locks that are keeping the creatures inside.
They are careful not to get too close to the part of the cage where the animals are sleeping, after all, they don't want to see another stampede happen because someone was careless.
The cages are all the same size but they are completely different when it comes to keeping what's inside from getting out, some are nothing more than a few pieces of metal that are more than enough to make the animals inside of them think that they are trapped.
Others are covered with different chains or wires to keep the animals inside safe from everything outside.
Then there are the other other ones, these cages are nothing more than giant boxes that look like safes where someone would put gold and other valuables in.
The creatures inside of those are just as dangerous or even more dangerous than the Grimm.
"So?" their supervisor asks them.
'Everything is okay sir." one of the men answers his superior who nods as the raiding teams begin to bring back everything that they can from the villages that they visited.
surprisingly they are all carrying old clothes and everyday things, like plates, pots, and pans.
It's rare to find a farm or village with enough dust or weapons, it's not that the people out here don't have those things, it's that those things quickly run.
Guns need bullets, and bullets can be used to fight both grimm and raiders, not to mention that the villagers will use said guns to hunt for food whenever they can.
One of the men raised an eyebrow this was new, there were several children amongst the scouts and that meant one of two things, either the kids were what was left of whatever village or villages were attacked.
Or the kids were all that was left after the scouts tracked a group of raiders down and killed all of the adults.
Both men become tense as several older Faunus women and young Faunus women along with their children are brought amongst the group of refugees.
I place my pen down and walk towards the group, this is the reason why I work outside, it's not to protect the Humans but to keep the Faunus safe.
I watch as the Faunus stop walking and step back when they see me approaching them, the ability that I gained when I came to this world makes my eyes glow red.
"Sir this is all that's left of the vlages" one of the scouts says to me, as he runs past the faunus and the two men.
"Did you tell them what they will be expected to do, while they are with us?" I ask him.
The scout nods. "Sir they agreed to do whatever and please whoever desires to have them for the day." the scout answers me.
"How close are we to the next kingdom?' I ask the scout who takes out a map and looks at it for a moment.
The maps that scouts use are different from the ones that the group uses, the reason is that scouts can go through tight spaces that the carriages and animals can't fit through.
"Vale is the closest one, if we use one of the airships then we should take it there in a week." he answers me.
"Go to the communications team and tell them to contact Vale."
"Toll them that we have several Faunus with us, and some Humans that survived the attacks on their homes."
"Don't forget to tell them that if they hide the identities of the faunus then we won't be trading with them anymore."
I watch as the men run away when I'm finished talking before I turn my attention to the Faunus. 'Follow me." I order them.
When this group first started we tried to welcome everyone and while some didn't want the Faunus to travel with us we quickly kicked those people out.
Sometimes I wish we hadn't.
The number of villages and farms that the Whitefang attacked has left everyone with resentment for the faunus.
Unfortunately for everyone including the faunus that we already had working with us those feelings just kept on growing, every time we found a dead infant or a scared little kid hiding in a bush.
I lead the group to a place where three massive trucks seem to be pulling a small city on their backs, as we walk up the ramp the smell of tobacco, alcohol, and perfume fills the air.
the various lights from the shops selling food and trinkets make a person forget that they are in the middle of nowhere.
It doesn't take long for the group to realize that almost if not all of the men and women here, except for the one handling food are wearing revealing clothes.
Some barely wear anything at all, just something to keep their privates from being seen.
A huntress soon arrives and I leave the group in her care, it's going to be up to them if they want to stay or leave after we reach our destination, but while they live with us they are going to have to live by our rules.