Shimmering Sands up with the sun, gone with the wind

no home. govinda had time only for a fleeting frown before his eyes shone with intrigue, ears coming forward. who do you seek? the seawolf offered, cocking his head slightly. maybe i've seen them around. recently, even. many wolves pass through this coastline.

he knew all too well the stress of a wild goose chase. hopefully this man's would end sooner rather than later. although then he would need to find a place to settle, in which case. . .

govinda pushed the ambassador bullshit to the back of his mind, instead focusing on the traveler's needs. all other questions, comments, stories could wait. this was of the utmost importance to the other wolf, so it was of the utmost importance to govinda, at least for the next few minutes--or however long it took to find his lost one.