Sea Lion Shores bonafied lovin CHROMEO

bijou had been afforded a stable childhood. in turn, it made her perspective ever so different than one who had spent its early life clawing simply to survive.

she followed the male's glance up the coast. it did not bode well for her that he had a following. they would notice him missing in short order, and in this dry weather his tracks and scent would be visible for days to come.

some other time, then.

"are you a pack, or a group of wolves roaming?"