Michiru and Shirou were walking the streets of Anima city, when Shirous heightened sense of smell picked up an unfamiliar scent. Michiru noticed this but before she could even say something he immediately started off. “What! Shirou!” She squealed running after him.

The chase continued until Shirou came to a stop. She stumbled over panting heavily, her hand grasped his shoulder.

Once her eyes opened she saw you— standing there, your arms were outstretched and a panicked look on your face.

“Hey what’s with— Ah!” She cut herself off, she turned to Shirou. “What gives? Why’d you chase her?” Michiru placed her hands on her hips, her large tail swaying.

Shirou glared at you, perceiving you as a threat. “She’s a stranger, she has a new scent. That offend resides for bad people—“

Michiru groaned. “Shirou there’s no way you think she’s a threat because she’s a stranger you stupid—“