Heron Lake Plateau you gotta moped man

a chirpy chirp caught tegan off guard-- and unfortunately drew him away from his adventure outwards. drats. whatever! he turned quickly to spot a super crazily colored pup-- but like, a little bit older than a pup. like bat's age-- oooooh wait. "yooo-- you're bat's sister right?" he asked, plume flagging upwards to a bright and amiably wave. bat had explained the family dynamic but tegan was terrrrrible with remembering names (on purpose) so he kinda forgot how who and who were all related. besides, they were all basically related by choice anyway. like, not literally but... whatever, fuck it! she'd answer him.

"names tegan blackthorn, i'm friends with bat," he added with a bright smile. she was so peppy! tegan could sport a lil spunk. she had some funky coloring, too. he was particularly interested in all those speckles. speckle face, heh. oh, wait, shit... "you might have some mud on ya face," he added as politely as he could manage.