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Mary was silent for a moment, a breeze blowing through the kitchen. She smiled one of her alknowing smiles. "We will. The fates have commanded it." With that, she ushered the Angel out of her house and onto a black horse.

"This is Noche Negra. She will be good to you and not guide you into ditches. Be good, Noche," she patted the horse's muzzle. The horse nodded. Rengeki mounted his own horse, a chestnut mare. "Now, go!" Mary slapped both horses on the flanks and they galloped off.

The Manakete, on the other hand, didn't like riding horses. It was just so... slow, in his opinion. The Prince glanced at Silver. "To the small city of Beist first, then we go to Tomcat country to cross the river. The mayor of Beist won't let us cross the river there. It'll be a day or two before we hit the tomcats." This was all that Mary had told him of course. Like Silver, he'd been completely unaware as to where the woman was sending them. All he was worried about was if it got him killed or not.

Rengeki chuckled. Mary sure had kept her mouth shut. "Tomcats are half human half cat hybrids. Some are far more cat than human while others are more human than cat. They are known for their Seers, women who can see the future. During the War, they helped predict what the Emperoer would do. Until, of course, the high Seer died. Even Ise, the leader of the tribe, did not know what happened to his wife," he said softly. No one knew what happened to her. He vaguely wondered if Musha had had a hand in her death; he wouldn't put it past the crazied emperor.

"Eh... I wouldn't be so sure. Tomcats are a very distint race... and are very proud. A tomcat will never lie to you, for their pride says they mustn't. There are rouges, however, who do not follow the pride code. Beware them, for they will kill without mercy," he said seriously, letting the horses do the navagating.

Rengeki was silent, focusing on the road ahead.

The sun was over head as the pair came upon a spread out city. The horses stopped on a hill outside the outskirst. "This is Beist, the suburbs of Junia," said Rengeki, pointing to the rows upon rows of housing.

"Depend on whether we get stopped, we may make our way out of here by night fall. If not.... it will be tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Rengeki chuckled and shook his head. "If it were only that easy. Beist is a little... prejustice against those of other races other than humans and elves. They aren't exactly the most friendly people these days; pretty stuck up if you ask me. Beist is too big to go around, as well."

The pair trotted into Beist during the midday rush. Horses, cars, and people all occupied the same spaces. Rengeki grabbed Noche's reigns and kept the mare close to his horse as they made their way through the packed streets.

They came to a road block just before the town square. Dark blue clad police officers were directing traffic (and beating anyone who tried to go over the blockade) around it. The public didn't seem happy.

"It's just a stupid dead angel. Burn her and let us go through the square!" "Public safety?! This abomination of a round about is hazardist to public safety!"

Rengeki fought back a growl. From where they were stopped, they could see into the square. In the middle was an angel, but she wasn't moving. Her wings had been torn out, a pool of blood all around her. "This is why I hate Beist... Because of that," he mumbled so Silver could hear.

Rengeki fought to control his voice. "I've heard of it being done... usually those 'crimes' are done much more cleanly than this. And crimes is loosely used. They barely recognize it's murder; they throw the offender in jail for maybe a week then let them out, skat free." The Manakete's blood was boiling and he guided the horses down a side street. He couldn't take looking at that sight anymore.