Dawnlark Plains a day of quiet adventure

"Lucani," Teagan tasted the word on his tongue and smirked. "Nice name you got there, lady," he told her, genuinely before raising his eyes to the heaven. "Hmm..The story of my life ain't so pretty, bud, but you said you wanted to hear it, so you'll have it. Where shall I start?" Of course, Teagan was not so blind as to spill his entire life, and his secrets to her. Sure, he won't make something up completely, but he wasn't going to tell the complete truth. He'll tell her the parts that he pretends not to care about anymore but all those that are too close to his heart would have to remain a secret.

"Oh yes. Let's see. I was born to a litter of five, the firstborn. Mom and dad were both the only ones in the 'pack'. In a way, I was born into the life of a loner. Anyhow, after the first week, dear old dad who was half a coyote and gave me coyote blood got into an argument with mom. Mom said that dad killed the the last born pup in anger, then left, and never came back. Yep. I was definitely raised for great things. Getting bathed in your brother's blood does that to you," here, Teagan smiled, showing that he didn't really care, or didn't show it and that it didn't really matter. "Interesting, right? Yeah, all bad boys have a badass past, hun."