Someone from behind Jamie spoke up, voice carrying youthful enthusiasm tempered by recent hardship. As Jamie turned, he saw the same dog-like boy from the Akishiro clan of white neck biters, though this time the youngster appeared noticeably more grown, as though months had passed rather than weeks. Maturity showed in posture and expression, subtle changes that marked transition from child toward adolescence.
Jamie's face lit with genuine happiness. "You!? What are you doing here?"
The dog-like boy's tail wagged involuntarily, betraying excitement his composed demeanor attempted to conceal. "I'm glad that you recognized me master Jamie, my name is Kiro, I'm the third class citizen of the white neck biters."
Jamie's brow furrowed with confusion. "Third class? What do you mean?"
