Sometimes You Just Gotta Go With It

He stoked the fire as he listened to her tale. Honestly, her life sounded pretty sucky. But Lirim did ring a bell for him. "Yeah I've heard of Lirim. I think it was taken by someone else. I don't know the details of it, but they moved over to where the volcano is. Tough luck, huh?" At least Fireside hadn't been taken. It was just moving on. "I was in a pack called Fireside not too long ago. But the family decided it was time to move on, so I joined up with my cousin Sparrow and her merry band of pirates!" He had yet to stake a den claim, but he wasn't sure he was ready for that just yet. A few more days...then he'd head over.

When the wind chill picked up, he patted the furs he was sitting on. "You're welcome to come sit next to me for more warmth," He said with a wink. He hadn't cuddled up with anyone in a while, and by the looks of it, neither had she. Though he didn't care one way or another. He took another drink of his moonshine before taking the meat off the fire and placing it on a stone. He cut the steak in half and offered her a piece. "Here, it's best to have something in your stomach while drinking this stuff. If you're not used to it, it'll hit ya pretty hard."