Kensington Alpha

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"Avalon! Avalon!" a woman with white hair and violet eyes yelled out as she ran towards the man, stopping behind him. He turned to her, anger on his tan face. His long black hair was blowing in the breeze, and his white hazel eyes glared at her.

"Kaia...you're late, and you know how Arien is about time." he said to her as he pulled out his CommLink. "Dispatch to Arien", Avalon said to the module. There was static as it connected to Arien.

"Has she arrived, Avalon?" a tanned face asked him when it appeared on the screen. The man's red eyes focused on Avalon, waiting for an answer. Arien's wolf fangs jutted out from his mouth in a natural position.

"Yes, she's here, but she's late." Avalon answered, stifling a yawn.

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