I just wanna run like a child

I don't like following them. Hmph. Theory, for better or worse, had grown to love rules. And structure. It was part of what she found so fulfilling about leading Abaven, even if there were occasionally complications that made following the rules difficult. "Well, Winterfell is kind of like hell frozen over," she said, a little bit of a sneer creeping into her voice. Theo did her best to stay diplomatic in front of the pack, but Kai's non-allegiance felt too inviting to not toss a little bit of shit up north. She wasn't sure how many chances she'd get to be so blase about it all. It felt good. No matter what they seemed to be talking about, the topic seemed vaguely conspiratorial. "And thanks, we did kick their ass," Theory said, unable to stop from puffing her chest out just a little bit. Yeah, they did kick their ass! "You're no trouble I can't handle, old man," she teased, lowering her head and curling her lips just a little bit to show off her canines in a toothy, slightly threatening grin. Her eyes couldn't help but fall to his tusks. Could she really handle him? Theory laughed as he finished speaking and her eyes strayed towards the border. "I'll be looking forward to it. Headed out now, then?"