Starglow Basin And now to sing this lovely ballad,

before his skirmish with the dune wolves, soto would have relished hearing his natal tongue.

now it only fills him with suspicion.

she meets his gaze and would find only stone in it. soto's had his fill of cocksure women. he needs pragmatic men, not flirtatious maneaters.

alluring as the intrusa may appear physically, every part of her demeanor screams peligrosa. women back home that carried such masculine deportment were often women with something bloody to prove. ¿qué estás buscando?