<span style="font-family: brush script mt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Guardian of the jungle</span></span></span></div></span><br/><br/><br/>Cassandra watched him and sighed softly. "I am sorry, I didn't know they were killing them.." She whispered and gripped the daggers' handles tightly. "Do you think that the animal gods you speak of will forgive me if I help you?" She asked him. She nodded. "Of course. The jungle is your home. I use to live on the far north corner of the jungle when I was younger. My parents were murdered by a strange creature...well more like butchered and we were just here for a vacation. I stayed here until I was about ten years old, then some family took me away and had to teach me how to be human again." She told him. "So you see, I have love for the animals here as well." She whispered. "Thank you Fang." She said and held tightly onto him as he moved through the jungle. She saw the horror before her eyes. She never knew. She helped cause this by tracking the animals for them. She didn't know what they did. When he took her back, she bent over and let out a loud shriek type of cry and vomited. She wiped her mouth clean and looked at him with tears in her eyes. "I will help you kill them. Tonight we can strike, but only if I can take down the leader." She growled. Her face was blank with emotion and she had her daggers drawn. "For all I care, we can strike now." She hissed.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-family: brush script mt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Guardian of the jungle</span></span></span></div></span>