Duck Lake and every day i'd save a quarter of my pay

thorn could not help but glance upon her hopefully as he finished, scrying whatever he could from her expression or reaction. he could not be certain, but he did not feel his offer of rank had moved the she-wolf --she seemed to balk, and as she spoke, thorn realized his error.

the implication of his words had been confusing, and as he reeled inwardly from her heavyweight question, he realized he had framed his proposition in a manner that would perplex anyone. his ears fell, and a look of slight embarrassment overtook him.

his throat bobbed and he shifted, ready to relieve the tension he felt stir between him. "return - as in, come live with us in diaspora." he cleared his throat, finding his clinical response might have been too curt. softly, the dark male added: "whoever you take as a mate is your own prerogative." truly - ruenna could not be blamed for questioning which it was -- but thorn had not realized until too late how nebulous his request had been.