wake up, love, we're going shopping!

Mercury remembered the ship, of stumbling upon Wren there and learning about the sweet present she had been attempting to assemble without his knowing. He’s stuck his paw in that one, but the memory still made him smile. “The ship would offer some promising, warm dens” He agreed, thinking about it. “Let's go walk the space and think about the ways we can use it?” he suggested. Of course, if that was the land she wanted, he would support it.

He slipped past Wren as she cleared space for him to do so. “Our independence will be important” He agreed. The Armada had supported them, and he didn’t mean to belittle that, but the Menagerie would grow into an independent and strong pack. “Ready?’ He asked, glancing back at her with a slow smile.


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