Hoshor Plains silver tooth

cameo unless addressed!

Izanagi trailed her master like a dog to a bone, keeping to the shadows where she belonged. The man oozed masculine power, the woman earning a pitiful click of her tongue as her uneven tracks revealed. 

What rare beauties Hatsu sought would not be found here, she mustered. Though perhaps the man was worth something, worth...watching. Always a length behind, the girl kept pace with the group - maybe they were hunting, maybe - she could scavenge. More than meat even, if her master would allow it.