Whitewater Gorge Hydrogen

It was a strange sensation to garner the girl’s attention. To fall under her gaze was akin to finding the warmest patch of sun on a brisk day. She welcomed him near, beside her even, encouraging him with food that he would never turn down. Her guardian did not deter the heavyset wolf from coming to sit beside her either. No reason not to join her…

What’s that polite thing I'm supposed to say? Hello. Lycabas was docile as he rested beside the blond princess, a part of him curious, but his face remained unemotional, as if detached from his thoughts. You said you’re having breakfast? he asked, misunderstanding what a fast was.