Lost Creek Hollow and you work at a friday's that's always busy on fridays

squints ... whoops

very, huffed terance, who attempted to get a good read on her as she trotted over to see him. she seemed... not angry, so terance figured he wouldn't have to do too much explaining on his end. maybe. tbd. he bumped his muzzle against hers, greeting her with a friendly nip to the cheek as he did so. then, the stone paused to look upon her features quietly, giving a gentle sigh. 

he shook his head. it's hard to say no to a kid, he said with a small chuckle, his head pausing from it's shakes to settle upon her once again. i'd hope rannoch would do the same for our kids if they ever went to him for help, he added, refusing to add liffey's name. she wouldn't give an ounce to a wolf that wasn't her own blood. terance learned the hard way.