you're grounded, i'm not

She was sharp he was definitely going to give her that, deducing all of his reasoning in a short amount of time. No, he got little praise and no adoration here in Abaven. He had been a great student, and he did all of his chores well. (Okay so Rhyme told him good job but that wasn’t the same thing.) He snorted as she pried heavily into his reasonings and his brows knit stubbornly. ”Maybe.” Noir offered noncommittally as he looked away from her. He had grand plans of leaving his birth pack, and making his own way with Theta. They had plans, and he had every intention of following through with them. Before the first big snow. ”What does it mean to you?” He challenged her with his hard blue and lavender stare.