Luneshale Pass [m] casado dicha

He seemed to be watching her for something. Tierra looked around but, truth be told, she wasn't picky. She'd play at having standards when she wanted to fuck with someone but, in reality, she'd slept both outside and in barracks. Her most significant stay in a pack had been Mereo, which was the practical opposite of "comfortable".

Compared to that, this place was downright homey. Especially because it would be just the two of them occupying it.

She was more interested in him, watching from her periphery as she made a passing inspection and poked about with no real curiosity. If he was nervous she'd let him linger in it a moment, but of course he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing it. The guy was unreadable as a rock.

Then he said something that threw her and made her stop. She hadn't heard it before which meant it was something new, and it sounded enough like a name for her to make a guess. What was weird was that she hadn't asked. She definitely hadn't expected him to just offer it like that, freely, almost like he wanted her to have it. Why? Like... okay. She could create a million different reasons why in her own personal dream of how this shit was going, but really. Why?

Octavio. She repeated it back, turning to look at him. It meant something that he was giving her this. It had to. So it was another thing, like so many others, she'd only use when it was only them. She'd always been comfortable shifting her actions to whatever suited the ones she was around in the moment but she'd never done it quite like she did it here. With him she was Sangre. With the others she was nobody, just another number lurking on the edge of their gang (for now).

And Tierra? She felt the pressure to give her own name. But then she thought of her mom, and the Redhawks, and everyone who she hadn't seen in what felt like forever. She tried to imagine them here and she couldn't. It didn't fit in any way, but this was what she wanted. She didn't need to bring any of that into this. Sangre was a name that fit here. Hearing Tierra would just remind her of all the reasons she should be second guessing the choices she was making.

... and Sangre. She came over and nosed at his cheek, letting her tail wave lightly behind her as she gave him a secret, but genuine, smile. This could be theirs. And, for now, no one else needed to know.