Sometimes You Just Gotta Go With It

Well, this sucked. Fireside was disbanding, and while Ares didn't like the idea, he supposed he'd have to suck it up and deal with it. Tyrian seemed happy though, and he couldn't fault his uncle for feeling that way. After all, what was life without happiness, right? He huffed as he dug out a dry spot at the base of a tree. He didn't want to freeze his ass off on the cold ground, so he had grabbed some furs from his den in fireside and spread them out on the ground. He dropped heavily on them before taking a bottle of booze from his pack, and well...bottoms up!