He knew his words were harsh, but they were true. He watched her fire die out. "I suppose that's true." He didn't waver, only looked to her once more as her eyes took to the distance he too had looked out to. "I guess I'm just rearing for a fight." Maverick chuckled at her words.

"There's no reason to be, we have not had a fight here since Lucaya laid her claim." He grinned, before looking down to the string that attached them still by their chests. He tugged on it gently with his paw. "So what do we do about this?" He asked her, his crimson eyes flicked to her with a smile on his face. "Maybe I could be your next little fling, or do you want more from me?" He asked, his cocky attitude finally coming out to play. "I have a reputation, a title as the Queens brother, and you're . . . well pleasantly attractive for the only female I've seen outside of my blood. So why not?"

Maverick;