Pastel watched as the silent onlooker shifted forms and mouthed the word 'follow'. Okay, WHAT? That pony is a shifter, Mono. And I think he's been following us. No ****. But for how long? Who knows? We should follow him though. Keep your guard up, P. "Commander, I'll see you later. I have someone I need to talk to." Pastel said as she walked off, following the other shifter into the alleyway.

Upon entering, Pastel did a quick check of the area before speaking up. "Alright. I'm here. Who are you, and what do you want?"