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Xiong looked to Mark as he spoke, he had a point. Where they were going was going to be very cold, and even his fur would not be thick enough to keep him from freezing to death. He watched as the Carbunkle picked his own things and left, Xiong had hoped to get to observe him a bit more. He looked back to the pigeon's and walked over eyeing a large fur coat. He grabbed two of the coats and turned around throwing one of the coats to Mark. As he lowered his arm he caught a glimps of someone watching him. He felt uneasy as he turned and could see Justin starring him down. Xiong shouldered his own bag, the books inside making a dull thud as they shifted, before turning away from the man and heading towards Mark and the door.
He nodded towards the door when he reached Mark and motioned for them to leave. He was hoping that if they moved fast enough he could catch up a fair distance to the Carbunkle. As he exited the door he looked down the street a ways to see the green haired boy bobbing through the streets. Be fore pushing his way into the streets he reached for his pack and pulled a small book out of the side pocket. Green leather bound with a gold trim, the book was one of his favorites. It contained a some what detailed atlas/encyclopedia of the countries across Zoa. He flipped through the first half of the book before landing on a page that read Consulo across the top, and began to read the pages as he walked keeping an eye on the street, the boy, and most importantly his surroundings.
He nodded towards the door when he reached Mark and motioned for them to leave. He was hoping that if they moved fast enough he could catch up a fair distance to the Carbunkle. As he exited the door he looked down the street a ways to see the green haired boy bobbing through the streets. Be fore pushing his way into the streets he reached for his pack and pulled a small book out of the side pocket. Green leather bound with a gold trim, the book was one of his favorites. It contained a some what detailed atlas/encyclopedia of the countries across Zoa. He flipped through the first half of the book before landing on a page that read Consulo across the top, and began to read the pages as he walked keeping an eye on the street, the boy, and most importantly his surroundings.