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It echoed in the metallic confines of her home, a bark, a sign of life from below on the ground. The wicked child moved with an exceptional silence, only her nails scraping against the metal to make her approach all the more ominous. There was a low, whispered growl as the child heard that soft calling, Hello? The girl stayed within the shadows, not allowing herself to be revealed just yet as her hissing, venomous voice echoed with ghostly notes and haunting melody. "Turn back..." She whispered, letting the sound echo about the hull as she moved silently within the deep darkness of the ship's belly. "The devil is near..." Another whisper, this time a few short feet from the male's left, followed by a wicked and tinkling peel of laughter that bounced off the metal and surged around the room as the demonic child made for the center of the ship. She sat quietly, listening, her odd pelt barely visible in the darkness as hellish red eyes stared at the intruder. From within the ship, she was the only aware of one wolf, the other would be found soon enough.

"Talk." Walk. Think.