Qeya River all falls down

She confirmed his brief synopsis and Tambourine could only say, "Huh." Not that he wanted to be a leader, but this whole conversation made him wonder if he should really start thinking more seriously about a trade. Stark mentioned it now and again but never really forced the topic. But spending time with Freyja today made him suddenly wonder if he needed to get with the program, maybe take life a little more seriously and find a particular path to follow.

He glanced at the doe, who finished her drink and began sidling away. He didn't mind hunting, yet it didn't call to him in any special way. He enjoyed exploring, yet the idea of turning it into a job didn't appeal to him. Maybe he needed to sit down with his Alphas sometime and ask them what they thought he ought to do. Perhaps Stark and Banner would recognize potential in him that Tambourine couldn't yet see in himself.

Since they wouldn't be following the deer, Tambourine decided, "I should probably get going." He flashed Freyja a smile. He was glad to have made her acquaintance. "Thanks for letting me tag along," he said to her with a wave of his tail before turning with a final "Bye!" and then plodding back in the direction of Marauder's Keep.