Bree inhaled her water at the rather blunt statement related to intimate relations on flat, communal surfaces and spluttered for a minute before she laughed and put the glass down.
"Yeah, I'll keep any fucking done either in my room or bathroom within the confines of your home," she reassured. "And kick 'em out 'fore the sun's up." She wasn't much of a cuddler, despite that small part of her that keened desperately for physical contact and closeness, not even of a sexual kind. She knew she was looking for a pack on a base level, and on a higher brain function level that desire could fuck off and die in a fire.
She grinned a little and picked up her drink again. "Any other house rules I gotta know about? Oh- and uh, is there anywhere in town that's safe for me to turn on the full moons? Since I ain't in with any of the other wolves here I'm damn sure I won't be allowed on their territory."