The last wizard

"You have two fellow apprentices, engaging in... private time upstairs, and the cat is our mascot" Arken said to her as the wizard's mark  appeared on her hand

Monica retracted her hand and gasped at the mark. "Wait, did you just possess me?!" she asked him, narrowing her eyes.

Yomela nodded and rubbed her cheek against Arken's free hand.

"no It's the mark of a wizard that grants you certain abilities" Arken sighed at explaining this again

Monica examined the mark with interest. "Like what?" she asked him curiously.

Yomela smiled.

"Sense other magic users, decipher ancient texts, and access certain areas at this point" Arken explained

Monica smiled faintly. "That's rather cool." she said, cheerful a little.

Yomela meowed to get Arken's attention 'cause lets face it, she loved attention.

"And you get to pet this cat"Arken picked up yomela and handed her  to monica

Monica gasped and nearly dropped Yomela, she wasn't expecting him to hand the cat over to her. She gently pet Yomela, not knowing Yomela was a shape-shifter.

Yomela purred happily.

(skip to the morning?)

(I guess)

The next morning alonne is cuddle up to Dione, after a night where, to be entirely fair he was spectacular

Dione woke up, momentarily surprised to find herself in the arms of Alonne, before the memories of the previous night flooded back. Oh, gods. It was probably the best night's sleep she had ever had. Alonne's skill in bed had surely masked Dione's own lack of experience in that particular field, but she still hoped that she herself was at least decent enough.

Yomela woken up in Arken's bed since she didn't want to share rooms with the girl they just met, what was her name, Monica? She was still in cat form and curled up at the bottom of the bed above the sheets.

Monica had slept in her own room which mean more charge for it.

Alonne smiled as dione came to, he had a good time with the stammering girl last night, she wasn't great, but that worked with her cute shyness, and he had still had fun, this could be a good thing here "What's up?" he asked her as she seemed rather comfortable and he certainly was

Arken was putting his cloak and boots on to get ready to go

Yomela woke up to the sound of Arken getting dressed. "What are we gonna tell the others about Monica?" she asked him curiously.

Monica slowly woke up and got dressed.

Dione almost jumped at his voice; she wasn't aware he was awake, she had just been staring at his chest the whole time. "We should, um..." She murmured, heaving herself to her feet. She quickly collected all of her clothes, before pulling them on and running out the door. She hugged herself, having to breath in a few deep breaths to soothe her racing heartbeat, before heading back down to see if the others were already up.

Monica was already downstairs and she glanced towards Dione.

Yomela waited for Arken to answer her.

"What do you mean, she's an apprentice like them, i don't need to explain my decision" Arken said putting his sword onto his belt

Alonne sighed happily before getting up to get dressed

Yomela sighed deeply and glanced towards the door. "I don't know about you Arken, but I don't trust that girl, something about her gives off a creepy vibe." she told him. She was always superstitious, but this time there might be a good reason to be.

Monica waited for her "companions" to come downstairs.

"Really now?" Arken asked, somewhat unconcerned about it

Alonne met the others down stairs he is, wearing his typical traveling clothes, with his short sword hidden beneath his cloak, because he's shady, and stuff

Monica waved at Alonne.

Yomela hissed at him. "You should be heeding my words! Why do you think she's here alone? She could be a thief.......or worse, a murderer!" she exclaimed, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Alonne is a thief"  Arken pointed out to yomela

Yomela gulped fearfully. "Two thieves on our team now?!" she exclaimed before she hopped off the bed.

"Without the theives we don't have a team" Arken pointed out to the shape shifter

Dione, also a thief, as she had stolen money from her people in order to flee what would become of her had she stayed, glanced to Alonne when he came downstairs. She hastily averted her eyes as a blush rushed into her cheeks.