Arrow Lake i saw you yesterday,

She met him with a joyful glint in her gaze and trotted around him like a lupine dancer for a half moment before turning her attention to the dark stranger. Bronte felt some unease, but the other brute hadn’t moved from his perch and it allowed for some posture to remain lax until he did – if he would – and for the young DeMonte to trust that Coelho truly didn’t know him. She returned his inquiry and the dark bear shrugged his shoulders. “No idea – you on your own, stranger?” he answered her in a hushed voice and then called directly to the green-eyed figure. There was a short wagging of his tail to offer some semblance of friendliness before he waited to see if their quiet company would offer a response or hold his tongue and ignore the duo. With his comfortable state, Bronte wouldn’t have blamed him for casting them aside in hopes of attaining a moment of peace and quiet.