Starglow Basin Lost n Found

Beau ponders the question. His interaction with the stranger had been short, but enough to make assumptions.

Casi con la misma voluntad con la que una mujer rica se convierte en prostituta. He decides, the tip of his tail flicking upwards in pure annoyance. El novio es posesivo, eso seguro. También usa los dientes con rapidez.

He was in no rush to return to the oasis anytime soon - not alone at least. Without knowing how many wolves lived within it's borders, he would be stupid to try.

His focus changes now, expression lightening. Leto. ¿Dónde está ella?