Neora woke up with a start when she felt a light hand on her shoulder. In an instant, her eyes had snapped open and she had the foreign wrist in a vice grip. "Hey, hey, hey. Easy there, tiger."came a familiar masculine voice. Neora looked up to see that the man attached to the wrist was one of the guard captains, Kaju. Kaju currently donned his simple metal plate chest and held a spear in his other hand. He looked down at Neora with a slightly amused, yet surprised expression on his weathered looking face. Kaju was one of the older members, having been alive for about 80 human years. He had long grey hair fashioned into a neat braid and scruffy, salt and pepper colored whiskers adorned his jawline. Neora sheepishly released her hold on his wrist, clearing her throat awkwardly. Looking around, she realized she had fallen asleep on one of the soft chairs located in the guard's base instead of her home. She had faintly remembered having finished her rounds, saying good night to Abarat, and then sitting down for a moment. It seemed that Neora had accidentally fallen asleep. She wiped the side of her cheek absently, pushing a few loose strands of hair out of her face. Looking up to the guard captain, Neora offered an uncomfortable smile. "Sorry about that."she apologized, tired voice managing some sweetness. Sweetness wasn't usually her thing, but it seemed pretty necessary at the moment. "No problem. I'm glad to see my guards are always on their toes."Kaju chuckled before walking off to allow the young Moon Elf some time to get herself ready for the day. Neora allowed herself to release a sigh when he had left the room and closed the door, leaning back into the seat. The room around her offered little light emitted from torches, a comfortably dark area for someone of her race. This room was barren, save for a few old couches and some cabinets where the guards kept their gear. This place was usually Neora's go to when it came for relaxing after work, so her mistakenly snoozing was not entirely uncommon. She stood up and stretched her arms out with a yawn. Then her arms found their place at her side again. Looking down at her torso, Neora realized she had at least had the sense to remove her armor, leaving just a light green shirt underneath. Black pants covered her legs, reaching down to the floor where the would have been tucked into boots but weren't, leaving her feet just in plain socks. Heading over towards her respective cabinet, Neora retrieved her brown, leather boots out first and pulled them on, hastily lacing them up. Next came her leather chest plate. It was decorated with green trim and a purple gem of sorts occupied the middle of her chest. Her species called it a Moonstone due to the light glow it emitted in darkness. Two more adorned each shoulder plate. Small purple flowers and thin vines also decorated the shoulder plates. Neora fastened the chest piece onto her chest before reaching in the cabinet again and pulling out two leather wrist gauntlets and gloves that she soon slid on. For the final touch, she reached in one last time and her hand closed around a smooth wooden surface. Out came a five and a half foot long staff. At the top of the wooden staff was a heavy wooden block that had been carved into a wolf's head to ensure that a hit would leave some pain. The wolf was the animal of choice for the Moon Elves, as the creatures shared their love of the Moon. At the bottom of the staff was a sharpened steel blade that was about a half of a foot long. This end balanced out the top, but also provided an opportunity for stabbing. Now fully prepared, Neora exited the room with her weapon in hand. The room connected to the one she had formerly occupied was much brighter and larger. This room was wide and round, the walls decorated with various murals and flags from different Elven nations. There were also tall windows placed at even intervals around the room, allowing sunlight to pour through whenever it was daytime. Now there was just a pleasant darkness. The room was lit by a series of torches that were fastened to the wall. This was the main room and it was occupied by various tables littered with different papers. A few guards and other workers sat at these tables. Neora also eyed a few regular city folk that had entered and were talking to guards about different cases or problems that they have been having. There were less people than there would have been in the day time, considering not many were nocturnal or at least mobile during the later hours. She found the captain again and approached him now that she was in a more prepared state. "Any sight of Abarat? He's not one to ever be late."she asked, resting a hand upon her hips. "Should be around any minute now."Kaju replied, looking up from some papers he had been observing. Then he added, "I have an important task for you two today. It seems that quite a lot of livestock is being murdered with evidence of some beast instead of the usual bandit. Also, the corpses aren't being eaten, which makes this case a tad bit more peculiar. No reported citizen deaths yet, but there have been 10 killed sheep, a dozen cows, and about 30 chickens within the span of just a week. There has also been sever damage to fences and a barn too. I suggest you get to the bottom of this case to prevent further livestock causalities and a potential loss of elven lives. The location of the scene is the little town of Matara at the edge of the city. I trust you and Abarat to take care of things. Am I clear?" Neora listened carefully to her task, nodding politely on occasion to show that she was fixated on the details the captain was revealing. She was eager to go on a beats hunt, as it may prove to be interesting. This was different from the usual case of theft of intruders. "Yes. I understand. I'll find Abarat and brief him now."She replied respectfully. Then, with smooth strides, Neora was heading towards the main oaken double doors to find her partner. A particular excited energy was currently fueling her system, diminishing any previous grogginess.