Redhawk Caldera Welcome to the future.

well maybe, but how long would it take to get there? and like, he'd totally miss their next meeting. he'd stand her up, and that's shitty. tegan was a shithead but he was way more clever about being a dick-- and that was just unnecessary. but fine. he at least had that. then again... who's to say he couldn't just go anyway... i mean, towhee would know where he was.

"hey motherfucker!" tegan yelped, ducking low-- so towhee probably didn't read his lips, but maybe. he scrambled to his feet and took a few steps back, shaking out his fur. ouch! god damn was she just trying to make a whole pack of deaf wolves? she was succeeding, if she was. ears angled back, tegan suddenly realized what had just happened. did that mean X had found somewhere for them to stay? oh no, he had less time to plan out his course of action than he thought.

oh well! to hell with rationale, tegan was acting on impulses now, motherfucker. 

focused on the bird, when towhee turned back she wound see a silver bullet streaking away.