Clare nodded. "Right.... Sorry about that," she said, grinning. "Angel blood is what we're trying to get rid of... Thank you." The wolf carefully stepped into the shop, holding the door for Alka afterwards.
Cassy, hearing them come in, pricked her ears up. "Hold on for a moment, Setcho," she whispered, putting the other daggers away. "I've got to deal with whoever that is... Just stay here, please." Straightening her clothes out and putting on a smile, the crat quickly got behind the main counter before Alka and Clare could see it.