Hushed Willows Juramentum

Teagan watched with narrowed eyes as Warbone, with his tail wagging, padded towards the stranger she-wolf and kissed her on the forehead. His eyes widened, then he smiled with boyish charm, green eyes glittering with mischievousness as usual. He concealed his annoyance and growing irritation (as Warbone called her Queen and inquired on her welfare) and prowled forward, smiling. "Hey, nice to meet you, sweet lady," he said with a boyishly charming grin. "Nova Rose right? Name's Teagan, though you know that already."

He acted completely normal, although the woman's affection towards Arkham pissed him off. He spent so long pretending to be alright, acting fine, that now he wore it like a second skin and for once in his life, Teag was glad that his upbringing had shaped him this way. Because apparently, this acting thing had just saved his damn life and reputation, and would probably save it later on as well. 

Out of the corner of his eye, the coywolf glanced at Warbone, a glint in his green gaze before reverting his attention back to the female.