Cricket Creek Bog so peace be with every place that you had

aengus was excited for several reasons. the first being that if there was another bitch out there who was roughly the same age as he was, then that must have meant that it was totally allowed and definitely fine. that, or her parents had some really fucking flexible rules. she was prancing around a flower, so she was probably a hippie. back to the point, though! the second reason that he was so jazzed was because she was a god damn girl. now, aengus considered himself quite the ladies man, but he hadn’t really gotten the chance to test his powers of persuasion out on someone his own age. the possibilities were endless.
 
the silver stranger spun around to him and explained that she was collecting flowers. aengus already thought she was dope. he met her smile with one of his own – one that seemed to stretch his already round features out and create crinkles near his eyes. it was like the wolf version of having dimples or something.
 
within a moment’s notice, the silver pup had brought him a stunning specimen of a flower and said that he could take it. hot damn he barely had to say anything. “that’s a super pretty flower. you’re really good at this! maybe we can find one that looks like your eyes,” aengus immediately tumbled into the idea of going on an excursion to find flowers with this girl. his dad should have been proud.