Mysteria looked  at this strange wolf walk by. She knew he wasn't an assasin though it felt like he looked very familiar. She wished that he had stopped to talk to her so she could remember again. Mysteria lifted her paw to her forehead and lightly whacked it several times, trying to jog her memory, but to no avail.<br/>"Darn it," she muttered to herself and then sighed.<br/>"Who in the world was that?" Bruno asked, still staring at the path that this strange silver-eyed wolf walked on.<br/>"I have no clue at all, Bruno," Mysteria replied. "Oh well."<br/>Right then, Ristina called to Mysteria. "Smokey, it's time to go. Your mom said that she wants to get on our way so those assasins won't find us. Oh, and she said you better hurry up."<br/>Mysteria rolled her eyes. Her mom always told her to hurry. She looked over at Bruno and said, "We gotta, Bruno."<br/>"Okay, sissy," he agreed and gave her his sweet little smile. He then followed her toward the Queen and Ristina.