Heron Lake Plateau killin' the game, bout to catch a body

ugh, those damn crabs. "i know, what's up with that? i ate one of 'em, cause like, might as well. wasn't as good as the one by the ocean though," he replied with a grunt. and then, niamh started talking about... lmao, puppies? a puppysitter? hmpf. tegan had promised his dad he'd visit cinder and tywll, but he had yet to do that. cause like, puppies were boring. but, yeah, fine, maybe kinda cute. tegan, however, had no true interest in them.

"puppysitter? didn't know you were into that-- we've at least got like a billion puppies in the pack for you to sit on," he said, making the worlds lamest joke. and then he shrugged. "no, just been boolin'," he shared, and then his face lit up with a smirk, "oh, and i'm on my way to becoming an ambassador for the redhawks-- isn't that fuckin whack?" tegan! a diplomat! representing the redhawks as a whole. gaaaaDAMN that's a funny fuckin joke right there-- if only he wasn't being completely dead serious.