Username: Sandstorm814
Name: Roman
Gender/Sex: Male
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A nervous viscet was seen rearing a horse drawn wagon through a forest, it's contents seemingly unknown.
"You sure this is going to work?" She glanced back between the 2 flaps of the entrance to the wagon's cargo.
"Like a charm. Remember, follow the lines I told you. It will work out to be just fine. I promise."
Violet, his sister, gulped. "If you say so... I do hope this works."
They arrived at the village and were approached by a team of guards. The head one stepped forward and addressed Violet.
"Business?" She asked, while eyeing the cart.
"I'm visiting my cousin in town, Miss." She smiled futilely at the chief.
"Mmm. And may I ask what is in the wagon?" She looked suspicious.
Violet's face only tensed for a spilt second. She took a deep breath, and,
"My sister, Miss. You see, she got terribly sick just before we left and could not even walk. I put her in there so she can still see her cousin, and hopefully be healed by the town's doctor."
"Could we look inside? Is it safe?"
"Uh - Not really, she is quite contagious. Perhaps a glance would do, but I would be very careful not to expose any of your guards."
The cheif nodded and walked toward the rear of the cart.
"Alright. I'll take a look in and if it checks out, you'll be free to go on in" Violet smiled out of relief and relaxed her held breath.
When Roman heard the flaps open, he buried himself in the blanket so that only his neck fur was showing. He even faked a coughing fit.
'Eh, Looks good to me. You're free to go on in." Violet inaudibly sighed with relief again and Roman was delighted.
He was in.