Moonspear haven't learned my lesson

ayla's ignoring of his response-- to a question that she asked-- was sort of agitating. terance shoved it to the back of his mind, but he'd likely be salty with the fae for a few interactions to come. who does that? start a conversation and then completely change pace... she'd done it a few times, but he'd chosen only to take this one to heart. it felt more... serious.

then she spoke. and terance, though fully conscious, was still grazing along the side of slow-- healing both physically and mentally. so her comment was made, and she turned tail right away. it took him a few seconds to go "wait!!--" don't tell lyra... but she was already gone. damn. 

deciding that was one of his worst interactions with any of the wolves in the pack, terance huddled himself together and made a pouty face, running the conversation over in his mind a few times.

his most important notes were alya's assumption of his sexuality, and that his affections for lyra were perhaps a bit too transparent. hm.

good thread! lmao