Mica was nudged awake by the blond wolf. He stirred and glared at him.

"Can you give me five minutes?" He complained. Zack shook his head though.

Fine.

Mica walked his way up to the entrance of their room. It was his turn to be on guard. Zack notified him that Shadow was out there.

"Ghost hunting, huh? He should tell that stupid soldier that I enjoyed that bone he left for me!" He snickered. Zack rolled his eyes.

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Mica sighed. "You're no fun." He murmured. Zack turned to him. "So, that thing up there......that's who Evelynne cursed?"

Mica shook his head. "Nah, Malakai's dead." He then lowered his head.

Zack's eyes widened. "So, if he's dead, then who's.....up....there?" Mica scoffed. "Beats the shit outta ME!"

Zack shook his head, before facing him. "You never told us that story.....about Evelynne's friend?"

"Pff, it's a long one...." Mica warned.

"I'm interested." Zack said eagerly.

Mica sighed, before beginning his story.....