Bramblepoint long way 'round

The girl took some steps back and Teagan frowned, opening his maw to call her back as well as ask why the hell was she moving away from him. Wasn't he pretty enough? Or was he too skinny now? He looked down at himself, wondering if that was the case. Because he definitely needed to put some weight before meeting Trick otherwise he'd look like an emaciated waste of a wolf which was not something Teag had ever been called in his life, and he never wanted to be called that, ever.

Before he could say any of that, however, the girl told him she would tell him if she ever came across the raven furred man before nodding in farewell and running away. Teagan cocked an eyebrow, a crooked grin assembling on his lips. Was he that scary now? Is that it?

Then his head began to hurt and he scowled, closing his eyes and leaning against the nearest tree before blundering away, the already conversation forgotten.