Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 35
At markus's group, which was considerably smaller than this one, and he would bet that the few foxes that did go over there did so not out of remembrance for the stingiest fox to ever roam the 'glen, but out of respect for his survivors: sarah, michael, mateo
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 95
Nilia and mateo had developed an efficient rhythm together, taking turns to shovel through the snow, neatly falling into each other's gaps.
Ch 6 Mistaken Identity Part 1
#12 of the chase june 3, 2342 - luxuria, holosuite: entertainment deck (3:22 pm) {two months ago} after having entered the coordinates that mateo provided lliam into the
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 14
mateo had moved, and he got his head cracked open like an egg. no matter how he looked at it, moving was bad even under the best and luckiest of circumstances.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 15
Kiana really didn't want to drag out mateo's personal problems, especially since ander had it in his head that he was somehow responsible for the idiot's downhill slide.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 1
She had run from her problems when she was betrothed to mateo, and now she was doing it again, only this was a problem she could never outrun.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 13
_this was mateo's mother. this was sarah._ the only reason it had taken ander so long to realise this was because she looked so much younger here. barely older than kiana. but what was she doing here?
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 9
It was mateo.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 39
Still, it was by no means a 'shack' as mateo had so inelegantly put it. there were shelves upon shelves lining the walls, with every inch occupied by all of ander's artistic endeavours.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 6
He merely chuckled and said, "i hear you, mateo." "good. but back to the matter at hand." he looked at the drab brown vixen, sitting nearby with the folds of her dress all bunched up in her clutching fists, staring at him with rapt attention.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 12
For one, michael was quite a bit taller than he had imagined (certainly taller than salem), and he was the spitting image of mateo. it was like looking at the trigger-happy fox as he would be twenty years from now.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 11
mateo shook his head gravely. "couldn't have been. if they got crushed, there would have been a lot of broken bones and battered bodies, but not this much blood."