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  It had been a few days since Akadia had taken to joining the Breeder's Guild. She hadn't done much with that yet, but it was still exciting to feel like a real member of the community. It was a lot easier to talk to people when you had things in common, especially when cute hounds were involved. On the topic of hounds, the chocolate menace she had taken in seemed to be bursting with energy. The stubby tailed beast had taken to running back and forth in their living space and almos...

Akadia spent the next few days working with her hounds and just getting to know her better. It was a lot easier to convince her to do things when Akadia knew what she did and didn't like. Crow helped a little bit, but Akadia was determined to become a hound master, even if it was a title she must bestow upon her own self. What that meant exactly was a different question, one she wasn't sure she had the answer to at the time. Oh well. She'd figure it out along the way. That was how she had liv...

Somewhere in the path to citizenship Akadia had ended up in possession of something the locals called a hound. As far as she was concerned, though, her new ward was called Terra, and she was the bestest girl in the whole wide world! Most of the time. Crow wasn't exactly as thrilled with her new aquirement as she was, but it was too late to put her back now. Besides, what was the appropriate response to someone asking, "Hey, kid, you want a hound?" if not "Yes, absolutely, please give?"...

The first day flew by in a furious torrent of new.  From the moment the pair stepped foot off the boat that had carried them to Itona, they couldn't so much as take a breath without encountering something new. The scents it carried, the taste, even the very feel of the air was so different from their old home, and Akadia was living for it. If it was up to her, she would have loved to spend every waking moment running through the city examining every little thing that caught her ever...

"Crow, this was a mistake."   Akadia hung off the rail of the ship like a pouting child. Her hands held tight to the safety above her head while she crouched on the deck and stared with narrowed eyes out across the sea. It had become a common sight as of late.   The man with the dual-colored hair just sighed. "We've been over this. You have two options, shut up and be patient or figure out how to swim."   Akadia, sporting ...