The Floodlands Jackpot

family. roaming. trading. it all seemed so...whimsical? but he supposed there was no reason he couldn't roam the hinterlands. finding things the saints may need and flourishing in his own way.

maiken had planted a dangerous seed within him it seemed.

oh, like a tea. he said suddenly. he felt smart in that moment with such an observation. although i guess that would be a tea most wouldn't want. a bit of awkward tentative laughter.

i'm learning a lot from you.

his tail softly swayed as his nose twitched. an attempt to catch a whiff of garlic, as he eyeballed them skeptically.