Bianca was scrubbing a corner of the bar, taking advantage of a moment of calm so she could get as much work done as possible. Augustin called her to say that he'll bring Rosy later. As soon as the sun had started to set, the customers rushed to the exit.
She wiped her forehead carelessly to clear a lock of hair that fell over her eyes. The day had been entirely chaotic. Between the arrival of the two high priestesses and the many groups of travelers, she had not had a minute to herself. All went to the same place: the ceremony of Luna. She wondered how it went and if some guests would tell what happened there during the festivities. All she could hear was that The Mad One did not come yet.
The door of the Café opened slowly to let in the impressive black wolf.
_Mate's legs! Ah-Whooooo
