+The wolf waited until shadows were unable to be seen before he crept into the junkyard. Swiftly and silently, he moved over to the washer and spotted Cheshire sleeping inside. He nudged her with his snout+ "Can we talk?" +Whispered the mouth full of razor sharp teeth+

-She had ventured back to the washer after her dance with Troub. She knew what she had said made him wonder, but she would most likely never elaborate. She was awakened by the familiar feeling of the snout, from living amoungst wolves and pollicles for so long, and slowly opened her eyes- "Dante? Yeah..." -She hopped out of the washer and began to walk with the wolf towards the exit.- "Is something wrong?"

+Dante was hesitant to ask her this question. He knew, deep down, Cheshire did not belong with these Jellicles. If anything, she belonged with him and the other wolves... if not that, then with Janus and Shady.+ "Well... Since you are close to the Jellicles, I wondered if you could do me a favor?" +He wouldn't be able to explain why he needed this... he would never be able to tell Cheshire that he was in cahoots with her brother, Shady, as well.+

"You know I would do anything for you, Dante... you know that." -She could feel his hesitance, but said nothing.- "What do you need?"

+He sighed very softly under his breath. By now, the two had reached the lake and he sat down on the shore. So far, the convorsation had been filled with long pauses, and the awkward silence was foreign to him when he was around Cheshire.+ "I need you to find out the whereabouts of a queen called Liora."

"Liora..." -The name sparked some kind of faint memory- "I've heard it before, Dante... I just have no idea where." -She looked up at her best friend and saw the faintest look of desperation in his eyes- "What is this information for?"