Translation
Fanfic: Wolves
Subtitle: die Herrin der Wölfe
Chapter: Con front
Chapter 4: Con Front
It had been 3 days when they reached Con Front. It was about 10 o'clock in the evening. "Where should we start looking," said Inuyasha. The city was huge and it was around -55 degrees Celsius. There was snow everywhere. Many toboggans lay in front of inns. Except for one house, they all looked almost the same. It was a villa at the end of the village. It shone beautifully in the sunlight, which brought in a bit of warmth.
"Come in," said the doorman. Entered the property. Dogs, no, they were wolves, apparently they were expected. "Just come in," said a beautiful woman with a beautiful voice, "I am Reason, the lady of the wolves. Actually I wanted to see you in Anagura, but something came up. I'm sorry. "
Reason, like Seeea'De, had turquoise-blue hair, the top was still silver - strands of white. She was wearing an evening sky blue dress. She wore a pitch black corset beneath him. "I know why you've come and I'll help you on one condition: My friend Nami is allowed to come along," said Reason."As far as I'm concerned, but who is this Nami", the half-demon wanted to know.
She replied: "She is a navigator and calls herself a 'pirate thief'. Her friend's name is Zorro. Shoulder-length orange hair and selfish and thieving like a magpie. Yes, that's my Nami. "
"I would like to introduce someone to you," she said. Everyone went to an inn. The inn was called 'silver ring' and it was on a slope. The only thing that was strange was that it looked crumbling that happens here ", Kikyo asked curiously. Kikyo looked around. They went inside. Reason remained silent. She didn't want to talk about what had happened here, but she started to say: "Today is my birthday, but I'm not celebrating because the village was attacked exactly 10 years ago. It was Huns who first robbed the village and Then they burned down. In this inn lived ... ", she started to stutter," My parents died here exactly 10 years ago.I didn't want it to be rebuilt. I couldn't do anything and it's the one in our family who is the strongest and best in fighting. To this day I reproach myself that it is my fault that they died, but I know very well that it was not my fault. Shortly before my death my mother said to me: No matter what you do, never lose heart and you never blame yourself for dying, that's clear. She just smiled and then she continued: You did your best. You know what I said if you really love me. To love means to be able to let go. Those were her last words before she died! "