Phoenix Maplewood mine mine mine

"Yeah, but you should see what I did to him," he quipped, his lips curling in a brief smirk, and his humor laced with an indescribable quality born of his own satisfaction. Satisfaction he knew was misplaced and twisted, born of the pleasure of being in power, in control. "Don't worry, he won't get anywhere near you or the pups. But when we go..." he trailed off, leaning forward to nip her ear playfully. "Do you think we can settle nearer to some water? The maplewood is nice and all... just not a lot of fish around here, heh," he half-shrugged, and he felt his heart sink momentarily as he thought of the hollow. His ears fell.

"I mean it doesn't matter... I'd live on a rock with you," he murmured as he allowed himself to slide lazily to the ground, reaching up to gently touch a paw to her nose.