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"Yeah, you'd be a shit leader," Bat agreed affably. "No," she answered as soon as Tegan turned the question back on her. "I'm with you: I want to run wild. I don't think leaders are supposed to go wandering all over creation the way we do. And fuck responsibilities. Who wants those? Not me. I don't want anything that ties me down."

After the words left her mouth, Bat realized they could apply to other things: mates and pups, for instance. She licked her lips, almost nervously. She hadn't been thinking about that when she'd said it. She'd pretty much tied herself to Tegan, did that count? Especially now that she knew he would hold her back from traveling far and wide? She chewed the inside of her cheek so hard that she tasted blood in her mouth.

Rather abruptly, Bat spun and began marching back through the copse. "C'mon, let's get outta here."