The next day, Julia and Yuli surveyed the wrecked train.
“I can’t believe you got yourself into this mess,” Isra Orfila said as she followed them through the rear door of the last car. Specs of dirt and dust had already formed a thin layer on every surface. There were markers placed around the bloody crime scene by forensics, but otherwise it hadn’t been touched since the Consumption. Local police could only do so much when witches were involved, and now it was the Fae Study and Sustainability Society’s turn to look things over.
“And you agreed to help.” Julia said. “Thanks, by the way.”
Isra sighed. “I’m down here for the party anyways. Just don’t ask me to house any fledglings you find.” Her large bat ears awkwardly framed her head. Orange fur poked out over them, and over the circular glasses that rested on her flat snout. A black-eyed pigeon was perched on her shoulder.
“What if Quill finds one that isn’t human?”
“Hey, come on.” She pouted.
“Anyways,” Julia said, “let’s start here.”
Isra!! I'm excited to finally introduce Isra! Well- aside from the namedrop she got in chapter 1 ;) She's one of my favorite side characters, so I hope you like her too.