Darlin', are you ready for more?
Resin, the morning after the "party"
09-25-2020, 10:29 AM
While Resin spoke and filled her in on the plans behind the pack they would soon leave the Armada to form, Tamsyn let her eyes close with a content smile as if she was listening to a bed time story. She loved thinking about their future together and hearing what her lover planed for the pack warmed her heart. It sounded exactly like the kind of place she needed back when she first came to Boreas and she was still trying to figure out her place in the world. The Armada had ended up being that place for her and had shaped her into a stronger, warrior version of herself. She was excited to be that place for others that needed a home and to be able to give others the option to shape their lives into whatever they wanted them to be. She'd be happy to teach them how to fight if they wished, but it was nice to know that it wouldn't be a requirement for them like it had been for her here. Tamsyn opened her eyes a bit when Resin's paw brushed her cheek and she couldn't help but grin at the title she was given. The Seraph - an angel. She felt a little nervous flutter in her stomach at the thought that she would be the second in command, but she was ready and willing to help Resin with every aspect of this pack and it felt right to be assisting her lover at her side through it all. She had gotten a taste of responsibility from being the Armada's General, but this would be so much more than that and she was eager to prove that she could do it. After listening to Resin's plans for the rest of their ranks and having the floor opened to give her input, Tamsyn gently pressed her nose to Resin's with another smile. "It sounds wonderful," she agreed, her tail wagging gently and making a soft thump against the bed. "We can always adjust the ranks as we go as well to fit whatever we need it to be. It's all a creation of our own design after all." |