Got sick of the crowds, and the alleys smelled like piss.
[ She shrugs, then settles down into a seated position on the edge of the roof instead of crouching, apparently having decided to relax. One knee draws up, her arms draping around it.
Her eyes follow the movements of her companion with interest. ]
It's not any weirder than a wolf on a roof.
[ She can't hold back. The question is eating at her. Finally, she just spits it out. ]
no subject
[ She shrugs, then settles down into a seated position on the edge of the roof instead of crouching, apparently having decided to relax. One knee draws up, her arms draping around it.
Her eyes follow the movements of her companion with interest. ]
It's not any weirder than a wolf on a roof.
[ She can't hold back. The question is eating at her. Finally, she just spits it out. ]
What are you?