Miyuki looked at Sara, she had sympathy for Sara for she knew what it was like knowing that someone dear to you might not be returning. This is something that had happened countless times in the Harvenheit household back in Berlin, Germany. For endless generations, Miyuki's family had served in the German army while protecting the country against the infections.
As Turk gave the permission for Miyuki to tag along in the hunt in the following day, she slightly nodded. Once more Miyuki was given the opportunity to fulfill her destiny, to quench her desire for vengeance, she was once more given the chance to kill. With a small smile Miyuki looked at Ciye, her face had a serene aura. As Miyuki got up to leave she spoke; her voice was a soft, warm and mellow voice.
"Thank you for such a heart-warming hospitality..."
With those last words Miyuki quietly headed towards the exit of the tent, outside Ishizu had patiently waited for Miyuki. For a few minutes Miyuki looked at Ishizu, when they had first met Ishizu had been the normal size of a small normal wolf. And as of now the pure white wolf with piercing sapphire eyes stood before her, twice the size of a full grown wolf.
Quickly Miyuki leaped upwards and sat on Ishizu's back, slightly leaning forwards Miyuki softly tapped on Ishizu's shoulder. Soon enough both were heading to the edge of the camp. The light blue moonlight glowed against the desert's sand dunes, making each grain of sand to faintly glitter. Sighing Miyuki climbed down from Ishizu's back and laid down in the sand, Ishizu looked into the horizon to see if anything was near. Seeing that not a living thing was out in desert, settled down and curled up next to Miyuki.
Within a few minutes the desert's winds began to pick up, stirring the old scents and bringing new ones.