Trouble on the horizon

Harlowe stared at May as she moved, his ears twitching as he listened to the leader lady talk. They didn’t have any treasure that was a lie because he could smell it. Smell it mixed up with all the rest but maybe it was gone now. May weaved through him sitting to his right as he looked over at her. I think we can trust them enough, though I wouldn’t say you’re friendly persay. Harlowe laughed at her then stood up and he walked closer to the group his tail wagging furiously behind him. What was beyond this river? "Food you say, food, Harlowe is STARVING Harlowe doesn’t want hurt Harlowe just wants treasure and food." he pawed at the ground doing a few circles.

"Treasure scent left this land recently. Purple wolf, stripes like Harlowe. Precious treasure… mmmm." it was like the actual word was on the tip of his tongue. "Will you let Harlowe look? Harlowe eats, looks around then will leave. Yes yes, doesn’t want to make tiny wolf uncomfortable." he looked over at May moving around the river. Brother Harlowe? the scarred males stomach growled. Brother could wait. Brother his treasure.