Millar walked slowly through the streets, his paw rested on his swords handle as his brilliant yellow eyes scanned the streets.  He didn't trust the streets, he vastly prefered having nice wide open spaces where he could see in all direction, but fate had landed him here and he intended to find what it had planned for him.  He stopped in front of a large white building, he stared for a few moments and felt compelled to enter it.  Slowly he walked towards and gently banged on the door with his paw.