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Yumemi-kepa let out a little yelp of pain as she dug the thorn out of her paw, looking at it in disgust for a few moments before making a face and tossing it away in the corner of the church. Normally she wouldn't come to the church in the first place - everyone tended to gather there, which meant it was basically a hub of diseases to her and nothing more - but she needed someone to accompany her to the city and pick up the herbs she wanted from the creepy loner who was always threatening to kill her. Of course she would step on a thorn and hurt herself, the first time she came in here in moons.
"Hey, anyone got some free time?" she called out to the cats milling around the camp. "And good reflexes, preferably? I have a...mission for someone!" Yeah, it was probably best to phrase it as fancily as she could.
Chiharu stretched herself, feeling her muscles flex underneath her golden bengal coat. There was a need in her to move, to wander, to really do anything seemed better than wasting another second in camp. As she padded towards to exit of the church she passed by just in time to time to catch the request from Yumemi-kepa, and curiosity mixed with boredom made her pause and turn her attention towards the sage.
"I have time. What sort of mission are we talking about?" The question rumbled with a tone of neutrality that only hinted at her own intrigue, though her ever revealing eyes tacitly gave away her interest.
