Lumina's eyes widened as she watched the white wolf desperately thunking at the unresponsive dashboard with her fists as the oxygen inside the arwing drifted away. Leaving the wolf in a final howl of agony before she collapsed, completely deprived of air.

"Mccloud! That's my friend dying right there! Please, save her!" Lumina pleaded Fox desperately. Fox had taken over the piloting corner and had successfully shot down many attacking pirates, Nami's arwing was only drifting by the tides of space, and soon it had completely vanished from her line of sight. Lumina's were eyes drained of hope as even the radar on the tracker died out. "Please… Captain Mccloud" She pleaded one last time.

"I'm sorry, Captain Sleek." Fox turned away from his piloting controls just for a moment as he watched Lumina slump down. "There was nothing useful I could've done." Lumina fought back tears as Fox called a retreat, and that the assessment had been canceled.

"…I'm sorry," Fox muttered once more.

Location: Lylat Galaxy,
Time: 1450
Spacecraft: Aboard Wolf's Wolfen, in The Great Wolf.

A male wolf lay back on his recliner chair, his legs one folded over the other and both resting on the table ahead of him. The wolf seemed occupied by his present conversation as he laughed, pressing the communication device to his ear.

"Yeah, yeah. I said I wanted twenty arwing imports."

"What do you plan to do with those?"

"Refurnish, and redesign them. I want the tiling metal changed, the main starter engine replaced and the boosters upgraded. I'll give you an your engineers a full-on blue print if you need it."

"That's cool, Lord, we'll get it ready in about three or four days."

"Sweet." And with that the large grey canine hung up the phone. Wolf constantly had made plans with his underlings to illegally create semi-clones of arwings, which are called wolfens. Wolfens are much more capable than the average arwing, but takes professional engineering to create.

This wolf, is called Wolf. He is an infamous bounty hunter, with somewhat a neutral alignment. He will serve others, but only for his own benefit. He leads a team of other bounty hunters as well as a centuary of underlings. All freed criminals Wolf found useful. The canine was dressed in a dark ballistic vest, spiked shoulder pads, ripped jeans and a studded dog collar. Wolf was working away at weaponary stock before he was interuppted by his ringing communicator, which he picks up in a very casualistic manner.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Wolf. It looks like we've found something special," Panther's suave voice was at the other side of the comunication. The dark violet feline, purred as he gave a toothy smile.

"What?"

"It seems to be an arwing." Wolf raised an eyebrow and sat up properly.

"An arwing?" The panther on the other side was looking smug now.

"Yes, it seems to be a drifter."

"A drifter?" Wolf smirked, arwings were rare, drifting arwings were even more rare. The possiblities were almost impossible to find. Drifters are ships, which are tugged by the tides of space, when the pilot does not use manual nor automatic control.

"Hook it in." Wolf instructed before switching off his communicator, leaping onto his feet. Wolf turned towards the door, feeling a victorious smile strike across his face. Who will be inside that arwing?

The docking bay of The Great Wolf opened its huge doors. A giant, mechanical arm clasped around the tattered arwing and sturdily brought it inside. Team Star Wolf huddled around it, peering inside its dark window panes.

"Wolf, this is your time for evaluation." A green chameleon prompted. Wolf sneered, he approached the arwing. Still with a satisfied expression, but with a careful stance. With a simple grab, and a rip. Wolf had pulled the door right off its hinges. Creating a tearing sound which seared the air. Wolf paused and drew out his blaster, checking the fine spike, which jutted out at the end before leaping inside. And to his shock, it was not a fox, a falcon, a cat nor a frog. It was, undoubtedly a wolf.

Wolf paused, knocked into a somewhat hesitant stance. He bent down, pressing two fingers against the she-wolf's throat. He felt a faint vibration rigid, unpaced breathing.

"A wolf, alive, but not conscious." He announced to his surprised crew. Panther simpered, clapping quietly.

"Female?" Wolf didn't bother answering Panther's question, he gingerly lifted the canine up in his muscular arms, before exiting the ruined air-craft.

"Not going to leave her to die, Wolf?"

"No. She could prove useful." Wolf muttered, whipping out the specially customised blaster, which was dangling from Nami's belt. He threw it into the air, catching the blaster between his paw. His dark violet eye scanned the gun reading the inscripted letters. "Nami," He smirked. Lucky shot, Wolf.

Wolf growled, as he walked into Andrew's previous cabin. He should've know that he would be the one nursing the new comer. Wolf's rolled his violet eye, before watching the female wolf lie on the bed. Murmuring and cursing in whispers. Wolf looked down at the wolf, no emotion showing through his dark, almost soulless eyes.

Nami cracked open one dark orche eye. She groaned and grimaced from the pain in her burning lungs.

"Sh*t." She muttered sitting upright, then almost instinctively she spun towards Wolf. "Where the HELL am I?" Nami felt herself twitch while speaking, the stinging pain still lingered in her lungs, which felt crippled and weak. An eager, dangerous glint flickered through the bounty hunter's eyes.

"You're on The Great Wolf, Nami." His low masculine voice mused as he drew out Nami's blaster once more. He smiled before looking up again. "My crew and I located you while your ship was drifting."

"Send me back to Corneria." Nami demanded nonchalantly, stumbling before sitting upright. "I have no business with you." She snarled. "I don't care who you are, what you crew memers are responsible for as long as you se-"

Wolf silenced the raging she-wolf. "You're no leaving, yet." He stated flatly, looking slightly irritated. "You have some questions to answer."

"Fine, ask. But don't expect anything special."

"What business did you have with Team StarFox?"

"Why do you care about StarFox?"

"Answer my question!" Wolf yelled, punching the bed beside her.

"Fine! I was partnered with them for a partner expedition."

"For what?"

"…WHY THE HELL DO YOU CARE?" Nami stood up, glaring back at the bounty hunter.

"BECAUSE HES GOT A HELL OF A LOT OF CASH ON HIS HEAD! AND THAT CASH, IS MINE!"

Silence. A long empty silence filled the room. Tension sprung in the air.

"I'm not giving you any more information."

"You will give me information, or I will sear yo-" Just then the door slid open, standing outside was an amused panther.

"Panther! Get back to piloting!" Wolf barked viciously.

"Well, well." Panther smiled as he waltzed into the room, whipping out a crimson rose from his jacket and holding it towards the she wolf.

"Hello, gorgeous. Welcome to The Great Wolf. It's a fantastic time for you to be a new recruit." Nami's eyes narrowed dangerously as Panther sat closer to her, before laughing. "As you can see our big man Wolf here is getting... Old." Panther turned to Wolf and stroked his small white beard. "See? He's even got a beard now." Wolf growled and lashed a liquid steel claw at Panther, who, luckily evaded the attack. Safely positioning himself beside Nami, and folding his arm around her waist.

"Wolf? I'd like to show this puppy around, if you don't mind me doing so."

Lumina felt sick with disbelief and shock. How could it happen so quickly, and how could it happen to no one but Nami? She lay motionless on her bed. She felt nauseated with the distorted truth. On one hand she would feel the her grief for her the loss of her closest friend, Nami. And a vague hatred for the feline, Krystal.

"Oh gosh, how do I explain all of this? How can I even think through of all of this?" Her crimson red pelt, which at first was at first a glossy red, now a dull almost pink sheen in the dull lighting of her lamp.

Fox peered through the door, his dark green eyes blinked at the fox laying on the bed. He felt as if he ought to say something, but no words came out.

"I…Lumina," His voice came out as a hoarse, inaudible whisper. He scowled, feeling more determined. "I'm sorry." But quite obviously all which was said, was too quiet to be heard by Lumina. Too bad someone else heard him.