Kaen raised her head slightly as a thump resounded in the distance, pausing her very interesting "I'm so skilled at staring at my hands" trick long enough to stand, brushing her white dress off as she did so. Raising a hand, she pushed a lock of ebony hair out of her face and squinted slightly, her other arm coming up to her waist to rest against her side as she glanced over the scene in the distance. Something was happening, obviously, but she couldn't quite see what.

      Glancing back one more time to make sure no one from her 'fan club' was following her, she began walking over. As she approached, the three figures became clearer and she stopped, her breath catching in her throat as she saw Huttser--a *real* wolf--pacing around, a girl kneeling, and a vaguely familiar person laying on the ground.

      Is he dead..?

      Though the thought crossed her mind, she couldn't truthfully say she believed it. Something told her he wasn't. Picking up her pace, Kaen closed the rest of the distance between the small group and herself quickly, stopping several feet off, in case she wasn't welcome. Unsure of what to do next, she bowed before speaking.

      Watashi wa Tengoku no Kaen, hajime--

      Stopping midway, a faint flush fell across her pale features; how moronic, they wouldn't understand her native language!

      Excuse me--I am Kaen, is there anything I can do to help?

      The oriental princess looked anxiously to Sadie, a bit squirmish from the blood that lay about Briar and by the wolf that stood so close by.