A mole

Augus POV

Early frosty in the morning, I already stood in front of the house, probably wanted to have some sightseeing. The northern pole was a beautiful place to stay, everything about it felt natural, the wild unweeded grasses and the bamboo stick trees made it a captivating place to caress nature.

I haven't seen anyone around, it seemed they had retired to rest late last night.

I sighed, my mind sauntering back to the conversation I had with Medusa.

A girl with a mark below the waist?

I had caught only a glimpse of that mark on someone, I would find out when I return to the pack.

"Alone, getting some fresh air?". A familiar voice asked from behind. I turned to see Daisy wearing a skimpy short skirt that exposed her fair thighs. She wore a black transparent shirt which stopped at her lower waist, almost in line with the skimpy skirt.

I ignored her and faced back to the giant trees I stared at. At the moment, many things occupied my mind and I didn't a third party disrupting them