The sun rose the same as it did everyday, with the promise of hunger and problems. Life had been easier since you had found The Sheep- or more accurately: they found you. A bunch of kids around your age, also without a home, but not alone. Not anymore.

It was a simple deal: Stay with them and help protect. You were good at that. Understanding intentions, Knowing what to say, Staying out of trouble. It was like an instinct, and The Sheep found it invaluable.

“Promise, you won’t leave us.” Yuan whispered one night, sharing a bottle of sake she swiped. It was something they all seemed worried about. As if they had been abandoned before, by someone like you. So, you promised. You would stay.

So, now you were out in the city, searching for quick work. That usually was found at the port, where extra hands were always appreciated.