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In response to Tristan's either/or question, Bat only offered a cheeky smile and a, "Yes." The swing of her tail said that she was in agreement: she was down for anything. This sort of lifestyle suited her well, where she could roam at will, exploring and discovering, without having to worry about anyone but herself... and Tristan now, as well. It was simple and sweet.

"I'd love to see it again," she admitted when he mentioned the sea, a sense of nostalgia stealing over her. But his suggestion about Drageda had her shaking her head almost immediately. "I'd rather not, not right now." She slowed in her step as she brushed past yet another cluster of ferns, a bit of dew catching on her slate pelt. "I think Kiwi's starting a pack near there and I'd just rather steer clear of all that ish, you know? We don't get along," Bat said, unsure if he knew that and unaware of Tristan's own altercation with her sister.

She'd spent much of her first year of life suffering some sort of strife with her family, from nomi's departure to her reunions with Wildfire (mostly happy) and Kiwi (mostly angry). Now two of the three were dead and Bat didn't feel like dwelling on the past right now. She wanted to live in the present, here, with her best friend, doing what they did best: traveling together.