Firefly Glen we will walk together until it disappears

Fair, fair. Not this. Not this with his looming scrutiny either, a little like pressing on a bruise. Then what, if not this? He considered searching for it, but that was enough for him to know so far. She still felt like one move too fast would send her away. Or on the flip side of that, maybe at him--stinger teeth first. He left that alone, for now (wondering if she might ease off any now), but the temptation to push it and chance the outcome just to see what it might look like lingered pointedly.

Antares had begun to shake his head to reply, no, not the leader but stopped short about there. If you are. If he was? And that warranted her attempted stay? This interested him, however, he wasn't intending to be a leader. He only supposed in any absence of his brother, like a temporary matter somehow, he might act as such in some capacity--or at the very least, adjacent to one. He could represent his clan's claim all the same if necessary. Circumstance would have to say for sure and it wasn't like Osiris was going anywhere any time soon. Not to disappoint, but no. Not the leader, not today. Perhaps close. In the end of it they all were still Moonspear's though. My brother is. he provided.

Did that change her thought to stay? He shifted his weight, anticipating what she'd say to that a little more than he had planned to. Finding someone new to stay with them was new turf.