Moonspear Korean BBQ

"Sorry!" Floki replied swiftly, though there was heat rushing to his cheeks and he was unable to stop a grin from blossoming. Had he been a little older or more socially adept, he might've made a clever, flirtatious comment; but instead, he scuffed his forepaw into the dirt as Wildfire forged ahead with their conversation.

She was full of surprises, and it seemed like they wouldn't get much hunting done, after all. Floki slowly lowered himself to his haunches, considering her questions and the implications behind them. He hadn't given his future much thought; he tended to enjoy the present, knowing that things could change in an instant. His family had been fragmented and splintered from the start, but it was that fact that convinced him that he wanted the exact opposite.

"Yes," he replied firmly, beginning to feel a bit more confident. "And I'll make sure that nothing ever happens to them or to me. I'll always be there for them." There was an edge to his voice, but he knew Wildfire would understand since she knew all about his history. Meeting her gaze, he asked, "Do you?"