<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Yume_Zenith.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/TqFBCOC.jpg)</div><strong>Canticle of Universal Harmony</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1dGaCiyvxkSE5EMRjE79p3sKxIr26NnbEOWfCmV4Q05w/edit)<br/><strong>Yume</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ui9yJl9tcCRdjWh9PLZSWCxpcqQ8-_WbC5HTMPn_FVI/edit)<br/><br/>Yume strode down the streets at a furious pace, Canticle practically jogging to keep up.  Everywhere the redhead could, she would inquire in stumbling flame tongue, “Excuse me, I'm looking for my friend.  She's small and slender with hip length black hair and a dragon tattooed on her back.  Have you seen her?  We're very worried.”<br/><br/>Occasionaly, Yume would pause, too look around or catch her breath or think.  Then she would speak absently to Canticle, explaining that Sakura had been her best friend growing up.  She would use her magic to become a little white kitten that Yume could cuddle and confide in, that would comfort her when she cried, keep her secrets when she should, and quietly tell the right people when she shouldn't.