“Haaa,” you breathed out the warm air when you left the merchant’s market with a bag full of food, equipment and magical artifacts.

You glance over at the beast dealer, who is still trying to allay the crowd's fears, assuring them that a Chuvash dragon is not dangerous. But you are already on your way.

"Grrr..."

A large, crimson eye is looking at you, locked inside a metal cage. The eye belongs to a boy who has part human and wolf characteristics; his ears are twitching.