Coconut Grove moon river

A barely audible grumble escaped him as a woman called out to him, he would not be given the time alone to compose himself that he so desired. It was a shame truthfully. i know the land is claimed. He responded with an absent flick of a wet ear. bat brought me here, so yes. And from his understanding this was just as much Bat's pack as it was Tristan's. Unless there had been some shift he was not aware of.

and please don't call me sir. He grumbled as an after thought as his eyes roamed the stranger. Surely he couldn't be older than her (and if so, not by much, right?) yet he felt like some kind of old man being addressed by a child. Yuck.