The Heartwood she doesn't know she's in love

seabreeze. terance wondered if she was called that because of her eyes-- they seemed to embody a piece of the ocean that terance wished he could see in person. or maybe because of her pelt, which was a sandy color. terance felt it was rude to ask her right now, but he thought it fit her well. he smiled a bit, head dipping kindly as a general response. her next question caught him off guard, but he nodded quickly to the question. 

"i'm with rannoch, yes, do you know him?" he asked, but scolded himself, "obviously-- sorry-- how do you know him?" to say terance felt hopeful was wrong, because that emotion didn't really apply here-- but he felt a similar way to how being hopeful felt. it was just a weird feeling, what, running around on their own trying to find somewhere to stay... wolves to follow them. he wondered if seabreeze had spoken to rannoch about this very thing.