Chapter 1: A simple Huntsman

The first thing Azura Heart heard when he got on the airship was how a girl got accepted into Beacon two years early. It seemed like everyone knew about it, but this was the first time he even heard that such a thing happened. He shook his head, his wavy white hair shaking as he did so. As he looked around for a seat, he felt that he looked out of place. And no, it wasn't because he was six feet tall, Azura smiling to himself while thinking that. No, the issue was that everyone was wearing bright colors compared to his dark shirt, with many more in his suitcase he was told to bring. Even his hoodie felt a little awkward, with its simple design of black on the outside and red inside, similar to his boots. The most color he had were his blue jeans, which he also had several pairs of. It wasn't his fault, those people in Vale who helped him might as well have demanded that he did so, not to mention that he did like the colors, so it was easy.

It was a fact that Azura was a simple person, who wore simple clothing, had simple weapons, and wanted to be a simple huntsman. So, he took a seat where there weren't a lot of people. Nearby were two huntress-to-be's, a tall blonde that seemed to completely fit in with the crowd, and an awkward girl in black and red. The blonde's hair ran down to her waist, nearly covering her orange scarf and brown jacket that stopped at the small of her white skinned sleeves also stopped early, just at the elbows, where black cuffs covered the elbows. Her arms had yellow plates of metal, so it was probably her weapon of choice. She turned a bit to the side, so that Azura could continue to analyze the outfit. He couldn't help himself, he just liked people watching. Well, his mother taught him to always watch those around him as well. To continue his analyzing, she had lilac colored eyes, and she wore what looked like a yellow shirt, with an emblem on it, perhaps personal. Below the waist, she had a brown belt that held some brown material around her back side, with black shorts. Her boots were knee high with a light brown color, and a purple bandana around her left knee.

When he shifted his light yellow eyes to look at the other girl, he heard a news announcer going over some criminal known in Vale. Deciding to ignore it, he spent the time by analyzing another person, that being the black haired girl with the red tips. She was shorter than the blonde, same with her hair length, and wore similar colors to Azura, so he was glad his color choice was not the odd one out. She wore a black, dress-like outfit, that had long sleeves to cover her arms. Perhaps a combat dress, Azura thought to himself. The outfit was a simplistic one in coloring, with black and red being the only visible colors, other than her silver eyes. A black waist cincher was snugly fit, and had red lacing covering it. Speaking of red, the dress and sleeves had red trimming, but that red cloak just popped out. It was worn around her shoulders, with cross-like shapes pinning it to the outfit. Beyond that, she wore black combat boots with red laces.

With how long he looked at them, Azura had to wonder if they were some protagonists to a story. The thought made him chuckle quietly, but his thoughts were cut off suddenly as his semblance flared, and Azura sighed as he pulled his aura back in. He would have to gain control of the aura thing, so that it would stay invisible and "silent", and so that he doesn't burn his aura off. Also so that the spirits remained unseen. He didn't want to cause a panic.

His semblance still active, he was happy to see almost no ghosts or spirits physically visible. The passive part of his semblance allowed him to see and interact with them no matter that case though. His mother, Luna, was seated next to him, her fox ears up and at attention, covered by her long white hair, always watching out for him. Her yellow eyes glowed as she looked over the place, her pale white skin, another thing that made Azura a spitting image of his mother, shimmering in an old, faded way. She wore a simple outfit, a black combat dress that was covered in white silk, going through the dress like the web of a spider. Only her neck, face, and legs were uncovered, the dress having long sleeves. Her bare feet were due to her semblance, which allowed her to 'walk' on the air. Don't need shoes if you don't need to touch the ground, is what she always told him when he was a kid.

It was ironic to miss his mother, since she was always following him, but she could not speak. The way one dies leaves them with no way to do said thing, as he discovered upon unlocking his semblance. So, she could not communicate in a normal fashion. No speaking, writing, sign language, Azura has tried everything he could think of, with no luck. He felt a hand land on his shoulder, and looked up to see a pointing finger. Looking across the way, he found another ghost hovering around the red cloaked girl. Other than the all black clothing and the white on red cloak, it looked very similar to her. The thought of that being her mother didn't shock him, but it felt like he was invading her privacy, so he looked away. Luckily, the other ghost didn't seem to notice him.

Luckily, a distraction seemed to be waiting for him to look away before starting. A woman popped up, and she seemed to be Professor Goodwitch. He remembered hearing about her from his mother, whenever she talked about her time in Beacon, when they were both students. Her blonde hair was in a bun, with her green eyes being covered by her ovular glasses. She wore teal earrings that matched the pendant on her collar, with a white long-sleeved, pleated top with cuffs at her wrists. Her lower body was covered by a black pencil skirt with black stockings and black boots. A cape was flowing down her back before cutting off into several directions, the purple inside popping out in contrast to the black on the other side. Realizing he wasn't paying attention, he caught the tail end of her dialogue.

"And now, it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world."

And with that, she disappeared, her form only being a video. He really needed to stop people watching, otherwise his grades at this school will drop. At least he wasn't as bad as that blonde boy over there, with the blue jeans and black sweatshirt covered by armor. He looked ready to puke, signaling motion sickness, and Azura kept an eye on him, unless he be puked on. He couldn't help but smile as the blonde ran by him and, by accident, puked a bit on the shoes of red's companion. The smile grew as they freaked out a bit at it, his amusement satiated. He stood up and looked out the window, watching Beacon grow in the distance, the green clocktower standing out compared to the rest of the academy.

Upon the airship landing, he walked towards the door as it opened up, and slightly cringed as he heard the retching of 'Blonde Armor' to his left, glancing at his sloached form clinging to the trash can. The path stretched out towards Beacon, with lights that were lined with red flags and trees lining the sides of the path. Azura walked a distance behind 'Red' and 'Yellow', watching her freak out over something, as Yellow grabbed her by the cloak to get her attention again.

Only for her to leave Red in the dust.

He continued to move past, not seeing a white haired girl approach Red. He did notice the black haired girl watching from a distance, with a book in hand. Probably noticing his staring, she glanced up in his direction. He waved, and upon getting nothing back, shrugged and moved on. An explosion sounded and he looked back to see Red and a white haired girl, who seemed to be a Schnee, from the SDC logo on her back, arguing over something. The black haired girl joined in and he decided to book it while he could, before he got involved as well.

Upon making it to the auditorium, Azura took the time to look around. It had stands in the background, raised above the center area, and an overall simple design, so Azura figured that this could be used to train students, or perhaps to simply gather them easily for school events. About ten minutes after studying the layout of the auditorium they were directed towards, he saw Blonde Armor and Red make their way in on his left. He was leaning on a wall near the door, and watched as they seperated, Red going off and leaving Blonde Armor alone. He heard the mic being tapped on, and looked over to see a man with silver hair walk onto the stage, his cane dragging slightly behind his body. He wore a simple suit, green on the inside, and a soft black jacket and pants. He appeared to be the headmaster, or rather, Headmaster Ozpin.

"I'll...keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you have finished this, you will dedicate your lives to the protection of Remnant and its people. But, when I look amongst you, I see wasted potential and energy, in need of purpose and direction. You think knowledge will free you of such a burden, but you will see that it can only get you so far. It is up to you to take the first step towards becoming a hunter or huntress."

And with that, he left.

Azura snorted, whispering to himself, his baritone voice reaching only the close few around him. "What a weird man. Who just says that and walks off without a word?"

"You will gather in the ballroom tonight." Goodwitch stated. "Tomorrow is your initiation, be ready. You are dismissed."

Upon leaving the auditorium, he looked around outside. He was given directions for the auditorium, but were they supposed to just stumble upon the ballroom? Lost in his thoughts, he never noticed the blonde woman approaching him and sling an arm around his shoulders. He yelped, slinking out and turning around.

"Heya Snow, you lost? Don't you worry, mama Yang will treat you well!"

Her voice was loud, confident. This Yang person was the blonde he was watching before, so he responded in the best way possible.

"What?"

Yang laughed, before he saw Red come in front of him, speaking a little faster, almost nervously.

"I am so sorry for my sister! She has a tendency to tease boys." She shuffled her feet, her higher pitched voice growing faster as she continued. "Anyway, I'm Ruby Rose! What's your name?"

"My name is Azura Heart, and it's nice to meet you!" He grinned, pointing to himself. "Or as, Yang, was it?"

Seeing her nod, he continued. "As she put it, Snow is the new nickname."

"I like you, Snow. You got personality!"

"Please don't encourage her." Ruby groaned beside Yang.

Azura laughed before fully facing Yang. "I actually am lost. They spoke of a ballroom, but I have no idea where that is. It's already getting late, which is why I was looking around." He tilted his head to look at the nearly set sun behind Yang, the lights blinking on as the ground grew darker.

"Gotcha. Well, if I recall correctly, it's this way." She pointed while speaking, walking off.

It was a quiet walk towards the ballroom, the silence only broken by the small talk between Ruby and Yang. Upon reaching the ballroom, they found plenty of other students wandering about, likely for a empty sleeping bag. The bags were red, and placed around, with seemingly enough for all new students. How they managed that, he didn't know.

"Well," Yang coughed, "This is where we find some bags to sleep in."

Humming in agreement, the three students searched for a little while, coming upon three in the corner that were empty.

"Ruby can have the left, while Snow can take the right. Does that work?"

The way Yang said that implied that there was no choice, which, while he had no issue with that, the way she was cracking her knuckles left no room for argument.

Azura shuffled awkwardly. "Er, yeah."

Yang smiled, before promptly taking her jacket off, leaving her with a orange tank top. Ruby disappeared and reappeared with rose petals going around, but now wearing pajamas. Azura mentally wrote to ask her about the rose petals at a later point. He just laid down, not caring to go under the cover of the sleeping bag. He closed his eyes, listening to Yang try to comfort Ruby about her age and lack of friends. At least he found out who the young student was. Hearing them leave, he settled on the ground a little deeper. He fell asleep, hearing Ruby and another girl arguing, and his mother sitting down next to him, his last thoughts being of how his normal life was about to move faster.

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Azura woke up, being shook by the hand that lay on his shoulder. He cracked open his eyes, looking to his right to see Yang crouched over him.

"Ah, you're finally awake! I was starting to think you would sleep through initiation."

He raised his arms, slightly shaking as he stretched. Looking at Yang, he saw that she was already back in her jacket. Seeing a hand waiting to pick him up, he grabbed it, surprised at the show of strength as Yang pulled him up with ease.

"You sure are strong." Azura said with a chuckle. "You sure you don't want to be a wrestler instead?"

Yang smirked. "You sure you don't want to see me wear tight clothing?"

A eye roll was his response. "Yeah, yeah. We getting breakfast?"

With a nod, she let go of his hand, spinning around and walking off. A nudge of his shoulder had Azura looking over to see his mother, Luna, looking at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes, her fox tail wagging. Giving a deadpan stare at her, he sighed before walking towards Yang. She was waiting with Ruby, having some sort of conversation. Behind her, the ghostly woman who looked like Ruby stood watching over them. His stomach churned and his ears rung, unsure of what to think about it. He accepted his mother dying, despite not knowing how she did, besides it being a Grimm that did so, but this made him feel terrible. They started walking after he and Ruby traded a hello, with him just behind them. His thoughts were all over the place, unsure if he should reveal his secret. Would they even want to know? If they did, would they not want to be his friends, but use him for his semblance? And if they didn't...Azura didn't want to think about it.

"Hey, you okay?" Ruby asked, looking at him, worried.

"Yeah, you look kind of down, Snow." Yang asked, before looking over at Ruby. "Hey! Maybe he's as nervous about this as you are Rubes!"

"Yang!" Ruby said, dragging her name out. "Don't tell him that I feel the same, it will ruin the effect. Besides, I drink milk! I can't be nervous."

That got a laugh out of Azura, his laugh bellowing out in the nearly empty hall. Ruby giggled, clearly glad to have helped.

"Thank you, Ruby."

"No problem." She replied, saluting him.

They continued on in peace, making it to a cafeteria of sorts, windows lining the walls. They went towards the center, where some makeshift food was placed. Famished, Azura grabbed some apples and cheese, as well as a bottle of water. Yang grabbed similar food, but seeing Ruby grab strawberries and cookies together was a shock. Looking over at Yang, she shrugged, as if to say he shouldn't ask. Sitting down, Azura took the time to look around, his eyes roaming over students as he ate. There was an ornamental boy, with a traditional outfit he didn't recognize that was colored with green, black, and gold. There was a hint of magenta to highlight his similarly colored eyes and strip of magenta hair, standing out among the black hair. He had an orange haired companion, a clearly energetic girl. She was mainly wearing pink, except for the black and white of her shirt, which held a heart shape hole between her chest and neck. Metal lined her upper body, though he was unsure of its use.

Continuing his watch, he spotted the Schnee making conversation with a redhead girl. He only remembered the Schnee family because of the stories his mother told him of her travels in Atlas, and the horrible treatment of Faunus. He recalled her telling him to remember he was part Fox Faunus, just without a trait. The Schnee outfit was simple, yet regal. It was a mixture of white and soft blue-gray, and was a similar combat skirt and dress combo, like Ruby. A hint of red was found on the inside, near her neck. While she seemed to be talking calmly, she looked overly excited about the redhead, while the armored girl seemed calm, but slightly agitated. Azura wondered what that was about.

The redhead had red wine colored hair, and was wearing a lot of copper metal, or maybe it was a dull colored kind of gold mixture. A breastplate was wrapped tightly around her upper body, lined with leather on the outside. An ornamental headpiece was around her head, and a similar colored metal wrapped around her throat. She had dark, elbow length gloves, and her left arm had a metal band and gauntlet along it. A red sash was wrapped around her waist, and metal boots reached up to her thighs.

"What are you looking at lover boy? You looking at the ladies?" Yang asked teasingly, her shoulder bumping his.

He blushed slightly, before coughing and responding. "I'm just looking over the other students. Wondering who will make it."

"If ya say so."

Azura shook his head, before standing with Yang and Ruby and throwing their trash away into the trash container. Making their way to where they were told to go when they left the building, they made it to a building next to the auditorium they were in yesterday, walking down a side hall into a room with the lockers. Azura nodded, remembering that they were told that their weapons would be stored here. Waving a goodbye and saying good luck, Azura left Yang and Ruby to go to their lockers, then wandered to his. Opening it up with his password, he grabbed his dust pistol, which was still in the holster, and strapped it around his waist, leaving easy access for his left hand to grab it if needed. He also grabbed his weapon of choice, a simple long sword, one with no name. It was the last part of his mother he had, other than her ghost. It was in its mecha-shifted form, which was just an arm band that he strapped on his right arm, just above his elbow, so that he could grab it very fast if it fell. He remembered his mother training him for months just for this one technique. He grabbed the extra dust magazines inside and ordered them inside of his jacket, which had pockets for each one. He had two for fire dust, two for lightning dust, and only one of ice. The other ice dust magazine in the pistol already. Transforming the weapon, he took in the simple design, the white color made the blade reflect his face. The dark yellow ribbon around the hilt gripped comfortably in his hand. Transforming it back, he slapped it in place again. His mother smiled to his side, excited to see him use her family blade.

He turned around after closing his locker, only to be knocked down by Blonde Armor, who he learned was named Jaune, courtesy of Ruby supplying a name last night. Groaning as he got back up, he saw the Roman Girl walking towards him.

"Oh my, I am so sorry!" She shuffled awkwardly, waving past him. "And sorry again, Jaune. I'll get my spear in a moment!"

Azura smiled. Her voice reminded him of his mother. "No worries. But, maybe avoid throwing spears at people?"

"Yeah, that would help. I will keep it in mind. What is your name?"

"Azura Heart. You?"

A scoff to his side alerted him to another person. He turned to see blue eyes, the left with a scar over it.

"And you are? What advice could you give Pyrrha Nikos, the four time tournament champion?"

Seeing Pyrrha cringe slightly, Azura almost sneered, deciding to bite the bait that her cold voice put out.

"I see the Schnee family is no different this time either. Glad to see the heiress to the SDC is as wonderful as her father. And besides, am I supposed to know what tournaments she was in?"

Pyrrha smiled, her green eyes gleaming for some reason. She coughed to stop the Schnee from responding.

"I'm sure Azura could offer some grand advice! Now, I must go collect my weapon from Jaune."

Pyrrha left Azura with the Schnee, her blue eyes glowing with anger as she stared him down. Azura grinned fakely, before walking off. He felt her eyes burning into his back as an announcement started, calling for all students to report to the beacon cliff for initiation.

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A few minutes later, Azura found himself lined up with other students. Ozpin was giving some speech he ignored as he thought of what he would do to get through initiation, Azura's eyes watching the Emerald Forest, the green leaves covering the ground below. It was a simple forest, but full of Grimm. He stood next to Pyrrha and a boy with a mohawk. He only listened to Ozpin towards the end, due to Pyrrha nudging him and nodding towards the man. He spoke of how partners were assigned by eye contact, and how they were to find relics in the center of the forest. Seeing everyone take their weapons out, he did the same, his weapon falling into hand. He held a hand out in a fist, stretching his arm out to Pyrrha. Seeing her confused look, he explained as he saw the Schnee get flung.

"It's a fist bump, for good luck. And maybe for being friends?"

A laugh escaped from her. "Yeah, sure." She smiled while meeting his fist with her gloved one. "That would be wonderful. See you later!"

And with that, Pyrrha was gone. So he braced himself, and once he was flung off towards the forest, he called upon his semblance. Luna raced alongside him, becoming visible and almost human, and grabbed onto him. Her "body" was cold to the touch as she wrapped her arms around his body, slowly bringing his velocity down as he neared the trees, before he found himself landing with a quiet noise as his feet touched ground. His mother faded into a semi-visible form, Azura the only one to see her again, as he deactivated his semblance. He looked around, and felt at a loss for words as he saw three Ursa majors. The big bear Grimm were sleek and had bones lining their backs and faces. Their beady red eyes were focused on him as they prepared to attack. He made eye contact with Luna and nodded, an agreement that he would use his semblance if he needed it, and pulled his pistol out.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

And with that, the three Ursa majors charged towards him with a roar. He sidestepped to the right, and continued with a roll as another Ursa brought a mighty paw down towards him, stabbing towards the shoulder of the Ursa. The blade punctured, and Azura was quick to pull the blade out, but not before taking a hit to his chest, sending him sliding across the ground. His vision shook for a moment, taking note of his aura feeling a bit weaker. Shaking his head, he looked up to see the weakened Ursa major charging at him again, the other two seemingly missing. As it charged, he fired half of his magazine of ice dust, ten slots for dust per magazine, and it froze the paw of the Ursa major. It stumbled, breaking the ice, but flipped it over onto its back. Azura took the chance he saw and ran up to it, stabbing his blade into the throat of the Ursa major, killing it.

As he rose from the ground, he looked around, seeing Luna having her ears perked. The other two majors were out there, waiting for a moment to strike. As he looked around, he cursed the bushes for being as tall as they were. The two Ursa majors leapt out from behind the trees, and he barely had time to raise his blade, hoping to mitigate a little damage as fear drove through him, before he was slapped to the side, blade flying away. He saw Luna try and fail to stop the Ursa majors, his semblance not activating without a clear mind. He groaned as he rolled on his side, trying to get up, his head spinning and his aura feeling about half gone. He got on his knees, his pistol hand shaking as he fired the rest of the magazine, missing all but two shots. While it slowed one, the other Ursa major roared as it charged, before it suddenly disappeared with a flash of light, a rumble of thunder echoing in his mind. The next thing Azura knew was that the other Ursa major was burning like a crisp, an anguished cry coming from within the flames.

A girl was approaching him when he regained his senses, and she seemed a bit fatigued by what she did. Maybe a semblance. He took time to reload his pistol with the other magazine of ice dust. She approached him and handed him his sword, watching as he mecha shifted it into the arm band, and placed it on his arm once more.

He breathed out, smiling as he made eye contact. "Thanks for the save. My name is Azura Heart, and I guess we'll be partners now?"

She raised an ebony eyebrow. "Well, try not to get yourself killed next time. My name is Pyra Sol, it's nice to meet you. And yeah, I guess we are partners now." Her voice was soft and calm as she spoke.

Pyra and Pyrrha, that'll get weird, he thought.

She took her time to look him over, so he decided to do the same. Her black hair was curly around the tips and ended at the bottom of her neck and her blue eyes shone like a frozen lake in Atlas, or what Azura remembered them looking like. She was shorter than him, about five feet tall compared to his six feet. She was also wearing dark colors, so at least Azura didn't have to feel too weird about him and Ruby being the only ones wearing dark colors at Beacon. Her black jeans fit snugly, and he would admit to looking a little too much, before looking down at her black combat boots. Finding nothing interesting about them, he looked up to see her wearing a white coat, with it splitting in the back around her waist, and not zipped up, revealing a dark undershirt. Her pale skin only exposed from the neck up, as well as her hands. Her right hand held a spear, a simple brass metal making up its shape. Leather wrapped around the entire shaft, and Azura thought that it might help with her semblance, which could seem to control lightning, and maybe fire, and that would be a strong semblance.

"Well, if you have time to stare and think, you have time to walk with me." Pyra said, smirking.

"Hey! I can't help that I was taking in your clothing. You were doing the same to me." Azura complained, feeling a bit of heat crawl up his face as he spoke.

"You got me there. Anyway, enough of that. We need to go this way." She said, pointing with a slender finger in a direction.

With a simple nod, he fell in step with her, and they were on their way. About five minutes in, the silence was getting kind of boring to Azura, so he thought he would ask some questions.

"So, what brought you to Beacon? Other than to be a huntress, I mean."

He heard her chuckle. "A personal question? Alright, I don't mind, so long as you answer a personal question in return. We are going to be partners for the next four years, so might as well get to know each other. Deal?"

"Deal!"

"Well, the main reason I'm here is to gain better control of my semblance." Pyra stated, pushing a branch aside with a hand. " That, and I always wanted to be a huntress. What about you?"

Letting the branch hit his hand as he followed, Azura responded. "I kind of just wanted to be a huntsman, it will help in my goal. Besides, what is your semblance?"

A moment of silence reigned, Azura thinking of his reason to be a huntsman. Find the grimm that killed his mother, Luna. He just hoped someone could help him possibly find what did it.

Pyra hummed in understanding. "That's fair enough. My semblance is something that I call 'Red Lightning'. I know, it sounds dumb, but it allows me to use both lightning and fire, as long as I have aura and the correct dust. I'm sure more can be done, but that's its main use. I can also use my spear as a lightning rod to have more control over the lightning aspect. Do you have your semblance unlocked?"

Azura looked at Luna, and felt his anxiety pool when she nodded, giving her okay. He breathed in and out deeply, feeling his stomach seemingly jump around.

"Well, my semblance is kind of secret. And it scares most people off. So please, just hear me out." Azura said.

Pyra responded, both confused and amused. "Honestly, making a big deal in front of someone you met just now." Despite her teasing tone, she smiled towards him nicely. "But, I'm sure I can handle what you have to say."

Azura fired up his semblance, hearing her gasp at seeing his mother just appear out of thin air. Luna smiled and waved at Pyra, and was wrapped around Azura the next second, her legs dangling loosely and her arms wrapped around his shoulders. He still had no clue why she did that when he introduced her. The shock was evident on Pyra's face, showing that she had no clue what to do or say. They had stopped in a clearing, and it seemed that no Grimm would interrupt them. Pyra shook her head, wetting her lips before speaking.

"But...what? How? I don't even know what to say. What is this? Who is that?"

Smiling grimly, Azura felt the relief wash through him. At least she didn't outright run, and just seemed more confused.

"This is my semblance. I call it 'Coexistence', and it is activated and deactivated at my command. It allows me to give a visible form to ghosts and spirits, but I can see them no matter what. It's kind of a passive ability."

Pyra nodded animatedly, before she gulped and asked again. "And...who is that? Is it…?"

Azura nodded and replied. "This is Luna, and she is my mother. She's kind of the only ghost or spirit that has stayed with me longer than a few hours."

Pyra looked downwards, suddenly interested in her boots. "I...I'm sorry that I asked."

Azura laughed, much more light hearted now. He saw her confusion, and walked closer, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"You shouldn't be looking so down in front of someone you just met! And really, there is no need to apologize. I feel perfectly happy just knowing that she will always be with me. We should get moving again, we can talk more about our semblances later."

Pyra nodded absently, before regaining her composure. "You bet we will. I refuse to have a partner that'll hold out secrets! You'll be so thankful to have me as a friend and partner."

Azura laughed once more as he watched her walk off. "Yeah, I promise." He laughed, moving to catch up. "You don't seem to be that good at social stuff Pyra. Not with a statement like that."

Before she could reply, they heard a scream and saw an Ursa go flying past them. That yell seemed more angry than anything, but as Azura and Pyra looked in that direction, they saw the black haired girl from before with a bowtie jump past them.

"Shall we check that out, partner?" Azura asked, looking at Pyra.

Pyra looked back to him and replied. "I see no reason not to."

With that, they ran off after the black haired girl, towards the fighting.