Hushed Willows Bugs Outside, Wolves Inside

Teagan's brows knitted into a frown at Trick's sarcastic 'right'. "I'll get to know you," he promised with a smile and a determined glint in his green gaze. "I don't do fakes, sweetheart. So if I like you, I'll like the real you," he lifted a shoulder in a shrug, his tone clearly stating that there would be no arguments on this subject. The coywolf lived for chalenges and mysteries. Trick, here, seemed like a big one, so Teag decided there and then that he would unravel this mystery who went by the name of Trick. It would take time, but Teag didn't care. He would get to the bottom of this. 

"Hmm, babe, trust me you won't," Teagan murmured, breathing down Tricky's neck, a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. His grin grew even wider at raven's next words, saying that whoever wants to watch can watch. "Don't worry. I'll put on a good show if anyone watches," he said, jaws grasping Trick's scruff gently to adjust himself, then eased himself inside. There, he paused, allowing the wolf to adjust before starting to move.