Heron Lake Plateau (futuristic space music)

Yeah Qui go hunt down my RL and throttle some sense & stability into it kthx gyagh! Eheh. >.>
Anyway, just getting this ready to archive, meantime!

Owen bit his tongue and didn’t rise to the bait with the whole geese thing. He knew geese well enough to give them a wide berth... and while they might quite arguably be monstrous birds, they certainly weren’t THE Monster. Nope. Try again!

Owen was already trying to scuttle away when his father pinned him with another question. Not quite fast enough, dangit— Oh, ah, well...no, no, that’s all right, I’m not hungry, thanks all the same, he managed to awkwardly stammer out. Qui could go find someone else to be his patsy. Owen hightailed it outta there, now making sure to swing wide of the supposedly-in-heat girls and the grouse-laden thicket both.