Lost Creek Hollow And an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope

terance snorted, standing and giving a little stretch and a little shake of his fur. "sure-- treason, whatever you want," he returned with amusement, but shook his head, "i don't think they'll ever actually give us any real trouble." and he didn't, but of course-- times had changed. 

"anyway," terance continued with a wave of his white-tipped tail, "you ready to take a quick lap around the north side?" a small smile lingered on his features-- he was pretty ready to get this day started and stop talking about his past. this was their future.