Mirage
[B] 1004 [A] Angel [P]
Kyra straightened, detecting the faint smell of cooked meat. Her stomach made a loud noise, scolding her for going so long without food. A frown appeared on her face as she remembered the unpleasantness that occurred at her summoning. What type of stupid summon is this, anyways? And what the crap is a wendigo? Who cares. She had to get her latest assignment over with to return to her home, but it was proving a bit difficult. She moved towards the smell, sighing at the idea of food.