Makorra272

 Mako threw what remained of his lunch in a nearby trashcan as he walked back to his motorcycle. His lunch break was over, and it was time to get back to work. Right as he started the engine, he heard a strange sound. Unsure of what it was, he turned his bike off and listened for it. There it was again, coming from the alleyway just up ahead. Mako's first instinct was to ignore the noise and get on with his day. It sounded like a small animal, whining to get out of a box. He was about to start his motorcycle again, but then he heard Bolin's voice in his head. You're just gonna leave it there? What if it's hurt, or lost, or hungry? Come o