Storm Watch Butte But Mama Says I'm Handsome

It took a moment to shake his head. "The smaller, pretty thing." He paused for a moment to remember the name. "Soto."

He was yet to formally meet Osiel, but then again he had not yet taken the time to meet the majority of the members of Verapaz. He simply did not have the desire to do so. When Soto inevitably began to bore him, he would move on to another. Maybe the plains man, the one who clung to the woman called Leto and brought her gold. He would not mind having a pretty runner the way he did back home.

But it was impolite to let his mind wander.

"Where have you come from? Another pack?"