Heron Lake Plateau you gotta moped man

his brow furrowed, whoops, how were they related? bat hadn't ever corrected him when he'd messed up what all these wolves were to her. whatever.. "i dunno, cousin? friend? whoever-- you gotta name?" again.. tegan wasn't hip to the names-- i mean, he was, but he definitely forgot them all. except wildfire, he knew that one.

and-- yeah, of course bat was talkin' about him. bitches just can't ever keep his name out they mouth. but, whatever, not that he minds... though the lingering possibility that bat totally had a thing for him still itched at him. i mean, let's face it, it's inevitable, but he sure wished his good looks and charms didn't pull so hard. i mean, can't go running around ruining relationships and shit.

"yeah thas' me," he beamed in return, tail swinging, "and aaaabbsolutely. world's best. i've already been mentoring bat, if you wanna hop in for some lessons or some'n sometime."