"Nope. That's enough for today."

A sight of tall, blonde man with tiger ears atop his head sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose amongst teen shifter can be seen in the common room. "You guys can go back to human form. Please."

Barks of protests dimmed down, briefly, before turning into sighs and groans.

"Hey, hey, earlier's deer was so big and you wouldn't let us hunt it?" Riyo protested, dark red tail wagged slow behind her. Hands akimbo.

"It was a very good opportunity to hunt one. We're on autumn, Enjin. Autumn." Zanka who sat on a worn couch chimed in, wiping his stick clean with a cloth. One of the dark cacao-colored ears on his head wiggled lightly.

Akuta team — four of the member; Rudo, Riyo, Zanka and Enjin himself — went out to hunt like usual today and the teens got distracted seeing deers, then immediately tries to hunt one. A big stag, to be exact. Enjin managed to stop them from going too far and causing trouble such like hunting without permissions.

"Nooooope." Enjin replied. "We can't just go hunting deers without any planning and permission. You guys would accidentally fell into a pit or slipped into a damn river?!"

"We're seasoned hunters!" Riyou replied, "Shouldn't we, at least, hunt one on our way back sometimes?"

"And I'm the one who carries the damn deer back here?" "Rudo's here to help." The said boy perked up, "Hey, I heard that."

"Nope. Nope. Permission declined." Enjin shook his head, ears flailed following his hand gestures. "Also, we still have stock until next two weeks. No hunting." Riyo yowled, "Aw, really? No faiiiir." The redhead slumped against the backrest of the couch.

While Riyo and Zanka (who now fully chimed in and talks about the opportunity to hunt in the season) bickers, Enjin stops when hearing a familiar click of boots on the marbled floor of the old manor they and other shifters lived in. He whips his head to the source of sound. Ears perked up, tail swayed in response of knowing who own that familiar click of boots.

"You're listening, Enjin?" Riyo turns at him. "Yeah. Yeah- wait there." Enjin snipped, walking to where the sound has gone like a possessed man.

Ignoring Riyo's protests behind his back, he lightly jogged on the hallway, a grin with dimples smearing his face in realization.

In an archway, he peeks. Finding the source of sound — another shifter, holding a little stack of report papers.

"Gotcha." He muttered under his breath, quietly prowling behind — trailing after the lady.