Moonspear south coast boys

"zeus," the boy murmured under his breath, ears flattening to his skull. "i just called you everything but ayla," he added with a purse of his lips. he wasn't sure how to pin his first reaction of ayla. lyra was sweet and kind and soft, and when they first met he had no problems with her-- he actually liked her a lot, which was hard to do first time around with terance. hydra was blunt and adventurous and hard, and terance had of course been rubbed the wrong way upon their first encounter. he'd made up his mind about them both pretty quickly, and though hydra was slowly changing his mind, he'd still had opinions on them both. ayla, however, had put terance in a weird place mentally.

"i'm not too bad at scouting," he offered, trying to gather himself and offer a piece of information that made him seem more likable. he wasn't a scout by trade, nor did he want to be one, but terance had made it all the way up here from god even knows where-- that took at least a little bit of skill, even if he had sarah with him most of the way. "i like fighting-- and the stars."