Hushed Willows Bugs Outside, Wolves Inside

They're so weird omg, and weirdly cute. :3

Walls. If life had taught Teagan anything, it was the fact that everyone had walls. Some were stronger than others; others were taller, larger, but they were all breakable. Walls could be broken down, and Teagan had broken down quite a few in his short lifetime, and probably caused them to be built up again, stronger than it'd been before because of him. He'd never claimed to be some sort of hero, because he wasn't, like he said, he was a heartbreaker and a complete dick and he knew it. But, he liked a challenge, and right at that moment, he decided he would break down whatever walls Trick had, at least, for him.

And when Teagan set his mind on something, he always achieved it.

"Babe, I'll bang your ass hard if you call me Bobby again," Teagan said bluntly, cocking an amused eyebrow. "Though, to be fair, I'll do it even if you don't call me Bobby. You're too darn cute, hun," the coywolf said in complete honesty. This game was hella fun; he'd missed playing this. Warbone was great, but, well, Trick was better verbally and sometimes, Teag liked it when others were more verbal, y'know. That actually sounded so wrong. Way worse than he thought.

Teag watched, amused, when Trick's head popped up, green eyes scanning the darkness for him. The swarthy male scooted closer and started nibbling at the fur on his neck. A sigh escaped the coywolf's lips and he fixed his eyes into his companion's own green orbs.