Dawnlark Plains Wake up, you need to make money.

Ew, she jovially exclaimed, taking on a comically repulsed look. I abso-fucking-lutely do not want a butt-monkey, especially if it's Esaro. What even constituted a 'butt-monkey'? How much butt was involved? Perhaps in her current fragrant state the mention of a butt-monkey had been misappropriated. Tavi's face remained scrunched for a few more seconds, and then she moved on.

I'm not sure what to expect, she admitted freely, feeling content and relaxed when resting alongside the Alpha. Where before Tavi might have felt a bit weird talking to Reek this way, their near-death experience with her den had left her feeling rather close to him (a fact she would refute like any child would deny a crush - which this wasn't - maybe). Especially from the others in the pack. I mean, I'm not... Close with anyone. Not really.  Not since.. Ukko. She swallowed a lump, still finding the ex-friend's name left a sour taste in her mouth.

Is it hard? She piped up after a lengthy pause, likely sounding out-of-the-blue. I guess it'd be harder to be an Alpha, and fuck I'm glad I don't have your job. Maybe that was a bit far.