It was some time later, conveniently after the bulk of the Marauder Reunion and thus all the crying, hugging, bad jokes, and possibly more crying, that Ruka finally arrived home. For the most part, everything seemed completely ordinary.

Well, except for the mythological beast hanging around the back yard. That was certainly new. Curious, and in not checking her communicator that afternoon perfectly ignorant to this newest arrival, Ruka left her bag on the floor against the wall before venturing back outside. Because really why is there a thing like this outside anyway.