Ocean's Breath Plateau flowers in my hair, i belong by the sea

phone post incoming

His ears stood tall at her words, it was an understandable thing to ask for such a loose description of what he wanted. I don’t want to run a dictatorship. Everyone will have a chance to speak their minds and every view point will be considered. He was confident in his answer as he glanced over at his company, searching for what her reaction might be. Perhaps it would be an idea suited to her taste or maybe she would despise the concept. The seawolf didn’t favor one outcome over the other. He was just thankful to have someone to share his ideas with.