Ren had found solace back in the alleyways. The small child that used to live there acted as a volitle protector and without that guidance, the house felt too small, too dangerous, far too much like a trap. The shut doors felt like they were keeping her in, so she left.
But from time to time, she stops by. Looks around the perimeter of the room, checks to see if that tiny child has returned from wherever they went or look for treasures she may have missed.
And on one such day-
There's a basket of food at the door with a note-a smile, a number and an arrow. She understands the message well enough-recognizes the thoughtful assortment of items as, more than likely, belonging to Vira.
So after hiding the food somewhere safe, she heads to the door that says 101 and-
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Ren had found solace back in the alleyways. The small child that used to live there acted as a volitle protector and without that guidance, the house felt too small, too dangerous, far too much like a trap. The shut doors felt like they were keeping her in, so she left.
But from time to time, she stops by. Looks around the perimeter of the room, checks to see if that tiny child has returned from wherever they went or look for treasures she may have missed.
And on one such day-
There's a basket of food at the door with a note-a smile, a number and an arrow. She understands the message well enough-recognizes the thoughtful assortment of items as, more than likely, belonging to Vira.
So after hiding the food somewhere safe, she heads to the door that says 101 and-
Throws a rock at the door from the edge of lawn.]