Blacktail Deer Plateau rude awakening [m]

Perry's suggestion took her by surprise, and she stopped and gaped at him for a beat. She had known for quite some time that they had something going, but the offer to move to the plateau... she was less certain about that outcome. Although she had screwed up miserably on numerous occasions, she had found that she liked leading her comrades. It was exciting, and while she wasn't the most responsible leader in the world, she didn't think she had done so poorly that she could simply step away from it in the capacity that Peregrine spoke of.

“The Sunspire’s main beef is with me,” she said, “You know how I am.” Perry's first impression of her had been the image of her squatting on his borders, after all. Fox continued walking toward her camp, trying to formulate some plan that would make everybody happy. Or at least not pissed off.

“What if…” she trailed off, putting the words together carefully before she spoke them, “What if you came away with me?” she asked. “I think we could make something awesome together, you and I. Your children are old enough that it’s feasible, and we could lead alongside one another.” The thought sparked something in her chest. The loss of Haunter was still heavy in her heart, but Fox was not one to linger long on death, and she had never promised herself to him in that capacity (although she had always secretly hoped that they would make a thousand babes together).

“We could gather a few more to follow us, and leave behind all this… this sadness.”