Bramblepoint who's this stupid clown

towhee was being such a worry-wart, and tegan knew how she felt about outsiders and while he didn't necessarily disagree with her(redhawk wolves were the fuckin best? no one else could compare), tegan just really liked meeting new wolves. besides, it's not like they had to bring anyone home with them. he thought she was overreacting.

still, knowing he'd probably get shit for it later, tegan took a step forward and nudged towhee softly to get her attention-- he knew she didn't hear his question. -sorry- he signed with a bright smile of faux innocence, and then added, -he said he's looking for a pack.- he wasn't really in charge of all that, that seemed like some thinkin' and some serious responsibility type garbage-- but if towhee wanted he'd put the offer on the table. he then glanced to the stranger curiously, figuring he could ask one question that wouldn't automatically put him in charge of any recruitment... not that anyone was going to let tegan be in charge of anything anyway.

"you gotta name, dude?"