Lost Creek Hollow What to do about October

terance was not typically one to scout ahead. but he'd been asked to, so without any hesitation or argument terance and treason scouted ahead. simple as that.

the weird smelling thing that treason carried with her was bewildering to terance, who actually had no idea she'd ever had it to begin with. at least, he was pretty sure he hadn't known about it. but she seemed pretty possessive over it, and as much as terance was down for a good tussling, he also wasn't sure treason was keen to the idea of flirting. so, he'd always kept their relationship pretty professional and friendly anyhow. my head hurts, is this post making any sense?

terance and treason reached the territory and treason broke off to go bury her thing-- or, something. terance stayed behind, checking out the territory with interest. this was their new home, it was different, for sure, terance had lived on mountains the last year of his life and this was most certainly not a mountain. but, regardless, he didn't mind it. it seemed good to him.

when he spotted treason returning, there was suddenly another wolf's voice. terance's gaze narrowed, and he padded towards his companion, ears pricked, finding the feminine form of a coffee-coated she-wolf. he'd turned up late in the conversation-- mildly-- so treason had presumably already spoken, and terance kept quiet until it was acceptable to say, "i'm terance-- where are you from?" because that was blunt enough.