Moonspear fight until i'm gone

whatever expression was on alya's face-- terance couldn't place. of course, instead of giving him some sort of real indicator of how she felt, alya merely exclaimed something about-- did she say indigestion?--and took off, leaving terance absolutely mortified. how embarrassing, had he really misinterpreted all that? there was no way, he was totally in the right here. he didn't even have the time to say anything in response, if she'd heard anything from him it was a few sputters of nonsense-- of confusion. 

that was that, he supposed. he couldn't even play-pretend with lyra's identical-- though apparently much easier-- sister. terance snorted and with a loud sigh, plopped dramatically down onto his stomach, head on his paws, ears splayed. he'd rebound elsewhere, some day. maybe. he hoped alya wouldn't tell lyra, though.