Hushed Willows Can I Get A Lucky Break?

Teagan wasn't really that bad; he wasn't a knight, but neither was he a villian secretly planning to ursurp the King and manipulate everyone to do his bidding. Okay, he liked to tease and prank people, as well as, using words to achieve what he wanted or needed but he did so with minimum harm, making sure that if people were hurt, then at least they wouldn't be really, really heartbroken and shit. And even that was from his younger years. Now, he was more of a free spirit than a manipulating bastard; he didn't care much, but he wasn't bad.

He was just a bad boy, with a heart.

Teagan followed her, his lips quirking upwards in a boyishly charming smile and green eyes glittering with playful mischief, everything a girl liked in a boy. "So, sweetheart, you wanna be a medic?" he drawled, trotting beside her casually, smile on his angular coywolf features. "Must be hard to remember herbs." he canted his head thoughtfully and flashed her his trademark grin. He wasn't really playing her; now he was genuinely interested. They were packmates after all.