Lost Creek Hollow cause everybody plays the beautiful game while out in brazil

oh, well. no... terance was hoping she was doing something interesting so he could hope on her coattail or something. but she asked him -- he really didn't know why she always asked, he was always doing the same 4 things... beyond that, terance could do romanctic gestures but... he was also pretty sure treason wouldn't appreciate something like that. or maybe she would? terance would try his luck at it another day. 

"we could work up an appetite?" terance suggested anyway, an idea pulled somewhere from deep within the crevices of his brain. granted, this wasn't really that crazy of an idea... but it wasn't among terance's typical agenda. maybe it was on treasons, though? ah, who know. "you know, get some practice in." in an uncharacteristic spur of childlike playfulness, terance gave a gruff growl and hopped backwards, falling, onto into a bow, tail waving. he quirked a brow at her, green gaze flashing.