Keilan stretched out, slowly growing used to seeing the world from the perspective of a small Fennekin. She had been napping in a quiet, dark corner of the ruins of the Guild when a pair of voices woke her. It had seemed like a safe and calm enough place to rest. She was beginning to wonder however. Cautiously creeping around some of the ruins, she poked her nose around the corner, large eyes observing a Riolu and an Abra. Quietly, she debated herself on approaching.