He watched her emerge from her den. The red lady he wasn’t allowed to speak with, but Ro insisted they defy his parent’s wishes and keep tabs on her. Terra, a friend of the two, though Heiro always felt uneasy on these little escapades. Watching her from afar made him feel like a creep, but Ro claimed it was keeping good reconnaissance, a word he had recently learned in one of his books. They were being good spies and detectives just like this Sherlock Holmes character he so admired. Of course Heiro always played Watson to Ro’s Sherlock.
Heiro would often see the Baroness getting into naughty things which only made her all the more enticing to watch for the dark furred wolf, Ro. Tonight he’d finally bridge the gap and speak to her, that’s if he got up enough courage to do more than just follow her from the shadows. She shifted into her optime form like he, and began making her way to the borders.Here’s our chance, go talk to her! Ro commanded at his side, pushing the hybrid forward and out from cover. The navy-eyed boy collected himself before speaking of his presence. Hey Terra, he called gently, not wanting to interrupt the stillness of the night. He strode more confidently towards her suddenly feeling very bad and brave for going against his father’s wishes.
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