You have goat to be kiddin me
You're not feeling so well...
Deluge
The Drunkard Queen
Master Fighter (290)
Master Navigator (400)
Saboteur
Fleet-footed
3 Years
Female
36
NachoMumma
Deluge could only shrug and offer a chuckle when Chalton mentioned he would rather avoid conflict, “Ah, life'd be pretty borin' if eveyone got along all th' time an' raidin' can be fun if people aren't tryna take chunks off each other, but I think fresh starts deserve a clean slate, don' you? An' what's a fresher start than a new generation?” She tipped her head, her smiling growing easier as he joined her back on the path to the summit. When he agreed to her terms, all titles and baggage was dropped, her tail waving welcomingly at her back as they continued their ascent.
As her head came over the crest, her breath caught in her throat and a smile split her face. “Sure is somethin' huh?” She bumped her shoulder against Charlton's companionably, her gaze zeroing in on the volcano, an ear tipping towards the earthen hued boy. “We aren' tha' different. I wanna start a band so we don' have ter be stuck in one place. There's too much world out there.” Her feline claws scratched slightly at the rock beneath her paws as she flexed her toes to try and relive some of the itching in them. It was worth the swim.
“Do yer reckon it gathers up rainwater like a big ol' shell?” She questioned, tipping her nose towards the towering summit, perhaps a bit too far to explore today, but maybe worth coming back for.