I was, but wasn't, looking forward to living here. It was a complex thought, wondering what I would do with myself here, but at the same time, there was that spark of interest deep down that was telling me exactly what would fill my time here with Jaxon. A sneer finds its way across my face when he says he can't promise not to call me pet. I groan, not looking forward to the nickname...well, much at least. I snort as I toss my head, curious as to where this was going to be headed, to be honest. But I found my body drifting closer to his, the heat he generated was comforting.

His lips trail along my hide, and it trembles, the nerves underlying the skin. My neck arches, my eyes closing slightly as I let myself lean into his touch. Oh, I was so screwed, wasn't I? I twisted my head, my own lips finding his chest, a slight nibble before I pulled away.

He spoke then, and I lifted my head, eyeing him. The words sunk in a little, and it brought out a creepy sensation, one I was not used to. It felt almost as if I should stay with him, at least, as much as I could. The way he said it made me fear the others, while that freaked me out, I wasn't totally put off by the idea of staying near him. "Well, then I guess you and I will be spending much more time together, huh?" A slight purr came to the sound of her voice, a soft rumble, you could say. I let my eyes travel back to the land around us, wondering where we were supposed to go from here.