Flycatcher Downs you might listen to too much jimmy buffett

She quickly trotted after the autumn female without another word. Nebula was eager to help and the quicker they worked perhaps the quicker they would find the lost boy.

Her nose twitched with hopes she could find something fresh. Although nothing stuck out or captivated her attention. Her tail swished behind her with ease as she kept looking though.

It was easy to see Nebula would not be easily dettered from this task.