The night was winding down to an end. Everyone was getting their fill of drinks, food, and dancing. She couldn't be any happier with how it had all came together. Standing toward the back of the hall upon a little stage, she watched as she took a break from dancing and entertaining. With Tate at her side, she is more than happy. Watching her siblings twirl around and mingle with their friends, Bramble is more than satisfied with the event. Letting out a content sigh, she glances over to the chocolate splotched boy at her side. "Will you have one last dance with me?" The smile that plays on her lips is slightly suggestive, a tweak that is not normally there. Nudging her shoulder against his, she begins to lead him toward the door instead of the dancefloor. Pausing once, she looks back at Tate, her cheeks flushing with excitement.
Feeling the plunk of her new necklace around her neck, she hurries up the steps. Taking them nearly three at a time, she stretches her long legs. Giggling as she spins around the corner of the banisters, she hardly takes notice of anyone else that is hiding in shadowed corners. By the time they reach the top floor, she is breathless and her eyes have a nervous but wild sparkle in them. Leading him down the hall, she nudges her door open and invites Tate in with a swish of her paw.
"I thought that maybe a dance on the balcony might be nice," her still slightly breathless voice is warm as she shuts the door behind him and follows him to the open balcony that faces the ocean toward the west.
"Speech"
bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.
Bulwark
Tactician
