Northstar Vale chasing moments

It had been a while since Queenie had gotten a chance to speak with Jomyo, and although they weren’t particularly close, it saddened her to think that they were drifting. It was good to have friends, girl friends, and Jomyo was the closest thing that she’d ever had. To lose a friend, to let her roam from right beneath her nose, Queenie dreaded the thought. 

That feeling might have been due to hormones (either residual or new, it didn’t matter), but it still felt just as real as day. Thus, when the elusive scout appeared during rounds, she was quick to approach with a friendly bark. 

Jomyo! she called with an uncharacteristically large smile, Where have you been?