Blacktail Deer Plateau gore & gold

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A cascade of ebony blue shoulders rolled a nonchalant shrug. Wasn’t really about that, was it? Why was everybody looking to try being a badass? Loner life wasn’t fun for shit. And these wolves from these other places- this alien place she mentioned- they were picky fuckers. Well, should she come to see that a bear can kill you just as bad as hunger can, then that’s on her. 

“Didn’t say you had to settle down. Just said you could roll with us if you wanted.”

Garnets went to the river she stood her back to, and with eased motion the Ntima went to drink. He hella wanted to swim in it, but he wouldn’t be out long enough for it to dry on its own, and it wasn’t warm enough for it to dry quick. He didn’t plan on trying his paw at lying to Liri, either. Her new and improved Bullshit-Meter was pretty good at catching shit.

”She and Sorin pretty chill.” That was all he could really say. And those five words on their own were a lie- he hated Sorin. He knew the dude was moving in on his sister, but he had gotten reprimanded by her once for trying to get between the whatever-it-was going on with em. And it wasn’t as though he could pull me apart- she was letting him make those moves. Siqsa knew pride, and that muthafucka was stepping all over his. 

Just regular guy things. He had just come to realize he hadn’t even drank any water yet- he was ankle deep in it. It was there, and so very close. 

Couldnt he just say he waded to cross a river? Couldn’t it be just that easy? 

No. She would know, regardless. 

Damn.