Hushed Willows Can I Get A Lucky Break?

"Yeah," Teagan nodded, "You know, a tendency to be eloquent and persuasive in speaking, as well as maybe sarcasm and sassiness. I got loads of that," he smirked, a crooked smile that tugged at the edge of his lips and crinkled the corner of his eyes. He padded beside Grace, tail waving behind him. "Yeah, I suppose. Might be good to have a plan though, even though plans usually go terribly wrong for me." He chuckled softly, lifting a shoulder in a casual shrug. 

He watched as Grace started to pick rocks and he watched with a curious glint in his green eyes, unsure of her intentions. Lounging languidly against a tree, he drawled out slowly, "So, princess, what you doing?"