Mercy is a human luxury… and responsibility

The days before IT happened still haunted Ahri. The days when she was hunted, when she was weak, but now. Now she was strong, still hunted, but strong. And so she worked towards the day where she would no longer be hunted. A day when she would finally be human.

A goal that no longer seemed as simple as she thought it was months ago. Before it was just consume until her form was entirely human but now. Every new kill she felt different, felt more. Emotions, that's what humans must call them. So she distanced herself, from all of them. It was getting increasingly difficult though. With each new corpse in her wake, she felt more guilt, more pain, and more fear. Fear that she would be found out, fear of being hunted. Now here she was walking through the alleys of a town she didn't know the name of, out of gold, on the run again.

"Hold!" Another guard yelled down the alley from behind Ahri. Quickly, she darted around the next corner distancing herself from her hunter. Two more turns and…

"Oof" Ahri had run straight into a young woman with near electric blue hair and expensive looking robes. The two falling to the ground, Ahri noticed an opportunity. 'I-wait!' Ahri thought she heard. Then using her charm, Ahri closed the distance between them and using the distraction, pickpocketed her gold purse. After a hurriedly whispered sorry she was off again, leaving a bewildered blue haired woman behind.

Hailing the nearest carriage after another turn, Ahri told the driver to leave to the next town.

The driver attempted small talk but Ahri mostly ignored him. Paying attention to a few landmarks and directions to other towns he mentioned. After a several hour; uncomfortable, carriage ride, Ahri finally arrived. Dediam or something she thought she heard the driver say. After paying him, Ahri noticed she still had plenty for a good meal and a stay at an upscale inn. Heh, finally some good luck.

Upon entering the inn, Ahri noticed many of the men's eyes on her. Luckily for them, the Gumiho decided that a night of rest would be better than leaving a corpse in a new town. Especially after she had just arrived. Finishing her meal as fast as possible, Ahri left to her room before any of the men propositioned her. Finally relaxing in an actual bed, it felt like weeks since she had gotten to rest in such comfort. Before falling asleep, Ahri silently thanked the blue haired woman for giving her this opportunity.