Porcupine Ridge Blackbird song

Lorcan's lips curled into a sly grin as he heard the question, his posture relaxed but carrying the weight of confidence. He flicked his gaze toward Envy, noting the excited energy radiating off her, something in the way she looked at him—almost like she was eager to bring him into the fold. He couldn't help but smirk at the thought, amused in a way he'd never expected. He'd never thought he'd enjoy the feeling of being a toy, but there was something about it that was oddly... welcome.

Turning back to Hex, Lorcan gave a brief nod, his voice steady, laced with quiet assurance. I fight, he said, his tone cool but undeniably confident. And I do more than that. He allowed the words to hang in the air for a moment, his gaze shifting to Envy again before he continued. I think your judgment's sound, Hex. You won’t regret it.

He'd follow them back, surely. A new life awaits, and he even thought of his dove, @Elowen Aeloria, and that maybe she could join him— he wished to search for her.