The Tangle i always thought i was homolingual, turns out i'm bi

he hadn't meant to startle her, and as she jolted like a deer he flattened himself somewhat to appear less frightening -- my bad, oops, ingram thought to himself as he carefully forded the stones towards her. she had already made her way over, and as she tentatively reached out with a muzzle ingram knew there was no concealing his worry from her, for she had already detected it.

he swallowed and gave a wave of his tail -- it was the most dejected thing he had ever done --  and he spilled the beans promptly with a rush of anxiety in his voice: "hey. wylla's gone and i can't find her and every time i go back to where her scent was last i just lose it again, and i just.. i'm worried? she didn't even say goodbye, and now i can't find her." admittedly, ingram was so wrapped up in his own tragic story he hadn't caught the subtle heaviness of her own heart -- not yet.