Sun Mote Copse Candy-colored fingers and schadenfreude eyes

Reyes eyed the gray wolf with a certain degree of caution, overpowered by his current petulance. It sounded like the guy hadn't been sent on purpose after all; that or he played the part of a blithering idiot especially well. That was Reyes' poor attitude flavoring his perception, of course. Poor Eljay.

I was goin' to go meet with Towhee -- the Captain, right, explained Reyes, rather forthcoming for someone who didn't want company; once it started to pour out of him he couldn't stop it. Instead this blonde bitch shows up, but I think its my sister 'cuz my sister is blonde too. Turns out she's actually my aunt and they have the same goddamn name. He's pacing now, trampling the half-bitten grass and kicking dirt clods around, but utterly unaware of the small trench he's carving with his steps.

I tell her I've gotta go meet with Towhee and whats she do? Grab me! So 'course I fight back. I ain't gonna take that! Next thing I know I'm eatin' dirt and she's laughin', tells me I got'ta attitude problem! The boy snorts, pawing the dirt like a bull about to charge - but that's where the story ends.