"C'mon Durin! Keep up the pace!" A small girl chirped as she slung a white pole on her shoulder, merrily skipping along the cobblestone path. Around them, people turned to look at them, some smiling as they saw children merely playing pretend in the streets, only to notice the sharpened ears escaping their rather puffy hair.
"Wait... Myrtle... I'm tired already..." Another small girl whimpered as she was on the edge of flopping to the ground asleep, her 'run' was more of a failed attempt of walking properly. The girl had a big oversized coat with its sleeves hanging over her own small hands, with a tiny hat perched on her long golden hair.
"There's whole lot to explore here!" The girl in white, Myrtle, continued, jumping along the road as Durin gasped for air, plagued with narcolepsy.
"We- we should've waited for Miss Yato..." The other girl murmured.
"Oh come on Durin, we're in a whole 'nother world! Besides, they're aren't so far away..."
"We left the room while they were still asleep." Durin corrected Myrtle, only to crash right into her, nearly falling to her back in the process. Turning to face her partner, Durin raised a brow as she saw Myrtle focused on a hanging sign above, depicting a white rabbit over a field of flowers. Just below was a name for the place.
"The White Rabbit... A bookstore!" Myrtle gleamed as she unhesitatingly pulled Durin into the store, quickly finding themselves overlooking a large room filled with rows and rows of bookshelves.
Wow... this place is big!" Myrtle gasped as Durin couldn't help but follow along as well. While the place seemingly looked ordinary, the general vibe of it was anything but the ordinary. It was extremely quiet, so quiet that the sounds outside was far more audible. Additionally, it was also almost TOO large, like they were looking down at a labyrinth.
"Uh... Myrtle?"
"We can go find some nice books to read here!" Myrtle was quick to hop down the staircase as Durin simply sighed,
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RWBYKNIGHTS 2.0: Volume 1
FanfictionThe Wendigo of the North, the Captain of the Guerrilla Shieldguards, the Aegis of the Infected, the Champion of the Reunion movement. These were the many titles bestowed upon the last pure-blooded Wendigo, Buldrokkas'tee. In all his life had he only...