Frillan finished a drink at the bar. She left, humming as she walked. The day had been rather slow and having a drink had really helped her feel more upbeat. She stumbled around the dark a bit, but for the most part managed to stay on path.

She smiled at her sister, willingly going to her room. This wouldn't have been the first time she'd been in here, and it wouldn't have been the last.

Northeast? Northeast, it is then. Satisfied, Lyon pocketed the map scroll and gave a quick, paranoid glance back to make sure he wasn't being followed as he set off to a small, forested grove just outside the capital.
His canid ears craned slightly under his hood, keeping at an alert for any miscreants that might lurk at this time of night.

Luca was out in the woods looking for a nice place to set up camp admiring the new poster of her she found "the images just get better and better." she laughed lighting a fire. She loaded her crossbow and sat down looking around to see if she could see any small rodents running around. She was just a few miles outside the wall not far. She shot at a rabbit missing but it thudded against the wall causing her to get up and look putting out the fire to find she found the city. she pulled out a rope and swung it around hooking it on one of the stones climbing up "better then the woods," she said pulling herself up. She checked for guards before pulling herself up and jumping back down. She walked inside the city looking at everything and maybe a nice tavern.

I'm in a 1x1 rp sorry

The sight of the woman dropping down from the city wall in front of Lyon managed to startle him and he dropped his head, quickly heading past her without a word. No, no, no. Not her. Not now.
The last thing he needed was to get mugged in this condition. He kept his hand on the dagger at his side, keeping his ears craned back in case she made any sudden movements towards him.

"hey," she called as she lit a lantern her had on her hip, she looked familiar but from where? she had bright blue hair with orange eyes, her hair was cut on the sides leaving a blue curled Mohawk in the center. She had a small dagger and cross bow on her with a big bag. Her cloths were worn but her boots looked fairly new, a bag of coins dangled from her hip.

Lyon gave no reply, other than tightening his grip on his holstered dagger. In the faint lantern light, it was apparent his 'cloak' wings had twitched upwards slightly, much like a bird trying to take flight as he hurried his pace.
He was trying to get himself far from her line of sight as he slipped through the city gate.

she looked at them "do you know where the nearest place sleep is?" she asked stepping closer to him. She doesn't seem threatening with a sweet smile, and her hands open showing no weapons, but it was her face. She looked next to her seeing a poster with her name on it as she shakes her head pulling it off. She looks at it smiling.

Oh heavens, she was still tailing him?
He flattened his ears and turned back to face her nervously. At this point, his eyes had gone completely slitted and feral, more beast than human now as they glowed slightly with an ominous, dark glow.

"To the west side of the city, there is an inn. I have other affairs to attend to so I apologize that I am not able to guide you there. I am certain that if you speak to one of the guards, they can point you in the correct direction."