Felltree Marsh Unjaded

"I do," he admitted, knowing it was a value within the pack he had instilled himself; he couldn't be unhappy that the principle had bloomed. The wardog took a deep breath, angling his head so that he could look at the stocky Keep guardian squarely in her bewitching green eyes. "Nothing I say truly matters to you, as you are loyal to the Keep and any outsider is just a naysayer in your keen view. I hold that trait in high regard, so I respect you immensely for it, but I also think that means it is time we part ways now..." he murmured gently— and then flagrantly added in that same breath: "lest our emotions boil over and we fight or fuck."