Hushed Willows Juramentum

There had been moments in which the coywolf questioned his own decision in joining the war dog's ranks. It wasn't that he didn't like the man, quite the opposite actually, but rather to do with his hidden insecurities and his fear of committing. Because life had taught him that commitment never worked, that it was better to roam around, without connections for only then was he free from hurt. But however much he tried to fool himself, even he knew he was wrong in some ways, and it was that feeling that regardless of what, pain would still come for him that strengthened his decision to pledge his loyalty to Warbone. Because if Teagan was going to fall anyhow, he was going to fall knowing that at least he'd done something right in his life for once, he was going to fall without any regrets.

Opening an eye, the foxlike wolf noted his leader's broad form exiting the cave which was now his home, as well as his pack mates. He quicker a curious eyebrow, wondering where he was going, and after a moment of hesitation, Teagan drew himself up quietly and padded out, as silent as a shadow. He tracked Warbone easily, and followed his scent trail like a shadow, his shadow. If there was one thing Teag was good at other than speaking nonstop, it was his ability to hide and stalk. Sounds creepy but comes to good use.


"It's unfair how you look hot in the mornings and I look like I went through a fucking tornado and shit," Teagan said, approaching his superior submissively, aiming to lick his chin in greeting. "Mind if I join you, sunshine?" Teagan was well aware that despite their friendly flirting earlier, that things might have changed now for they were no longer equal strangers, but a leader and a follower. He hoped that that was not the case, because he might die if it was.

Okay, he was exaggerating. Was