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#####Taking his place beside her, Vigilante matched her pace easily, his body used to moving at a speed faster than most he had met here. It was normal for him to move more quickly than average, and it was nice to have the chance to do it every so often when he wasn't alone. Ayita still had not given him any specifics on what she wanted to eat, but he was sure that they would find something soon enough that would spark her interest and, apparently, hunger. He couldn't say he was too hungry himself, but then, he was going to hunt for her, and not for himself. Silly girl wasn't eating enough, he could only assume. Didn't her parents teach her anything?
#####The question took him aback and he averted his gaze from the female, his muddied eyes searching out his own briskly moving paws. It was not a question he wanted to answer, and he expected that he already had, in a way. She had probably asked the first time they met, and he had very likely given her his standard answer of wanting a new life. No one seemed to want to pry further into his past than that, and if anyone did, he would not give them any more details than that. But for whatever reason, he felt that Ayita wouldn't hate him for everything that he had done in his past. Maybe she could even try not to hold it against him. She would never understand, but accepting that he could do that would have been a start, at least.
#####For a moment, he was considering telling her everything, thinking it might be good to get something like that out in the open. Ayita was , he believed, the closest person he could call a friend here, and it was still a stretch. The secret hanging between him and everyone else prevented any real relationships from forming. The idea of telling her everything was short lived, however. "That is a story for another day,"