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Hunter x Hunter | Phantom Troupe (sorta)

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As the mind-controlled auctioneer babbles on about some sort of vase, the Phantom Troupe rummages through the items meant for the auction.

Chrollo mainly oversees, listing off the items to find before it's time to duplicate and sell them. Hisoka is mainly unamused, sitting back to let the others handle most of the work. Kortopi works on duplicating the items as the others simply gather as Shalnark controls the auctioneer.

"Is this really all there is?" Hisoka drawls, disdainfully glancing at the boxes.

No one bothers to respond to the clownish man's question.

"We haven't looked under there yet," Feitan points out, staring at a human-sized Cage covered by a black cloth.

Interest peaked, Hisoka saunters to it and dramatically sweeps the covering off. A wicked smile blossoms on his face as he looks into the cage.

"Oh~"

Without looking over, Chrollo asks, "What is it?"

"A girl," Pakunoda answers.

True enough, inside the cold steel cage lies a girl. Or rather, a wolf-girl.

Hands chained together and attached to a heavy collar around her neck, the mysterious wolf-hybrid seems to be sleeping peacefully.

"A werewolf," Nobunaga corrects, moving towards the bars to get a closer look. "I thought they were extinct."

Intrigued, their leader approaches the cage.

He looks upon her form, taking in the girl's worn and torn clothes and restful expression. She has a long fluffy tail which acts as a kind of blanket and two large fuzzy ears sprouting through her h/c hair.

Her face is almost obscured by a muzzle. Despite the restraints, it's plain to see...

She's beautiful.

Just as he goes to touch the cage, her eyelids pop open, revealing large e/c orbs. And they contain immense anger.

Feral, she lunges, stopped by the short chain that hoops through her collar and attaches to the bottom of the cage.

The Spiders don't even flinch at the action.

Hisoka grins as he senses the strong waves of bloodlust leeching from her.

Chrollo, unfazed by her growls, crouches down to look into her eyes, "We won't hurt you."

Her lips twitch into a sneer.

"What's your name?"

A mocking smirk forms on her chapped lips, revealing sharp fangs.

Chrollo waits for a second then stands.

"Pakunoda."

The blonde with an interesting nose steps forward and quickly reaches into the cage. The girl tries to bite the stranger, but is unable to.

Pakunoda touches the wolf-girl's shoulder.

"Her name is Y/n L/n. She's the last of her pack, they were killed some time ago. She was caught a year ago and put into the auction after killing her former owner."

Resentment floods the expression of the werewolf as she bares her teeth.

"She hasn't talked since her pack died."