There were voices. Lady could hear them in the dark and her whole body went tense for a moment as she listened closely. The didn't seem threatening, in fact one of them sounded vaguely familiar, and after a moment of standing still as a deer she could remember it. Enjolras. He'd been kind to her and she suspected he might show kindness to her again.

Still, it was dark, and Lady couldn't see very well. She followed the voices, approaching their hiding spot timidly. Her breathing was low and raspy, but she tried her best to not disturb them or anyone else.