Otter Creek Nothing beats a good swim.

Lumar didn’t fully trust his wolf... but hey!  A follower was a follower!  He would do her bidding and she could sit back a relax... in her own way.  Lovely.  She didn’t like that he didn’t give her his name, instead telling her to call him Y, but she was sure she could find out.  Maybe even through Judas.  One way or another, this problem would be solved when it needed to come to an end.  Y could tell her what he wanted in time, when the creature finally figured out what he wanted.  She probably would never give the wolf what he wanted though, unless it was something simply or she had to do it on the spot.

“Once you come up with whatever you want with your desires, tell me and you will eventually have it.”  Lumar lied to Y with her slurred and foreign French accent.  “We will meet back here in this exact spot, in eleven days time.”  Lumar informed Y, with a forceful tone, not intending to change the date.  It gave the male a pretty decent amount of time to connect with the pack, and maybe find out a few small secrets.  “Come alone too, or I will not be here and you will not get your end of the bargain.”  Lumar then added, with a little threat in her tone.  Spying was serious business.  The two needed to keep this as quiet as possible.