Bramblepoint i got sugar and salt in my blood

his smile grew when she turned to face him, his own tail giving a few gentle sways against the earth's floor. everyone had their own path to walk, but there was something to be said for those who chose the one less traveled. in his mind, rogues had life just a bit harder than the rest, though he firmly believed them to have more fun in return.

"packs were never really my thing either" he started, gaze tipping upwards to glance at a group of birds flying overhead. he'd loved the one he'd grown up in, but his wanderlust had proven stronger than familial ties in the end. "you got to admit, it's a bit freeing not having ties anywhere" he let out while sucking in a breath, his attention falling back to the details of her face.