Heron Lake Plateau Who do you love?

tegan shut up, for once (i always write for once but i want to emphasis that this dumb bitch usually never shuts up). niamh asked a bunch of questions and, since tegan knew the answers, he couldn't help but wince. and when blackbear-- he preferred easy, but apparently that was causing some problems-- suddenly choked on her words and ran, tegan couldn't help but feel absolutely flamed. 

he watched as she bolted, holding himself back from chasing after her. he'd track her down-- no one could escape master scouter tegan-- but he had to explain all this to niamh. or try to, maybe she'd bite him for being disrespectful earlier. lmao, we'll see.

he glanced to niamh, trying to hold back a scowl and use something more neutral, but tegan was-- again-- pretty flamed. "i've known easy since we were pups-- like, little pups, but that's the name her dad gave her and thats the name i knew her by when i met her," he explained with a soft sigh, ears flattening. "her dad died, recently, i don't know when but the last trip i made up the coast i ran into her, and she said she left her pack because all of her family had gone, there wasn't anything left for her."

and, if niamh hadn't cut him off and bitten his head off by now (which was absolutely justified), tegan added, "and i'm not arguing with you, i'm not expecting you to have let her in-- especially now-- i know my judgement sucks, okay? i got it," and reluctantly, but unable to hide some of his fucking sass, tacked on, "but i make some good decisions, okay? easy's a good decision."