Rosewater Oasis Concrete colony

Sahara. A name which might prove to be useful to him in the future, so he might test out just how often it was that she visited the other canines in the desert. He considered the vulture to be more trustworthy, though he said nothing of the sort as the little burrowing owl fluttered her wings and took to the skies. 

He licked his lips, and glanced toward her once- noticing the elegant silence with which she flew- before he roved off toward the waters, taking note of where her burrow was. He would think on it for some time, if he wanted to share the Oasis with her. She could easily be a spy- but as of yet, he'd very little to hide.