Heron Lake Plateau Just a basket full of memories

"damn," tegan muttered good naturedly, his pale tail wagging behind him. niamh seemed eager for another round, but tegan was sort of into riding the train that led to less social embarrassment. so, standing himself back up and giving his fur a good shake, he stuck up his nose. "aw come on, easy opponents can't be all that fun," he said, taking a nice shot at himself. he did, however, appreciate how alike her lingo was to his. he decided very quickly he liked niamh! maybe even more than easy, and she was way more convenient to get to anyways. he tilted his head, eyeing her playful posture. "are you a mercenary?" he asked curiously.

pride too damaged to spar more, poor lil loser