Dragoncrest Cliffs dope, my crew is ill,

"yeah!!" exclaimed tegan, his tail wagging as wildfire recognized him right away, "bet, i'm tegan." he gave a respectful dip of his head, cause mama taught him well (sort of) and then raised it, motioning to his friend. "this is niamh! she's not a blackthorn or a red hawk but she's cool, promise." 

and then his head tilted curiously. cause, despite tegan's typical uselessness, he actually picked up on something. "you smell like my mom-- did you just have pups?" wait, shit, was he being too casual? wildfire was family-- kind of-- after all... but still... maybe he should tone it down. if anything, his posture(at least) remained respectful. he backtracked immediately, shaking his head.

"sorry-- that was outta pocket, i'm not trying to pry," he said with a small smile, ears lowering as he looked at her sheepishly, "your sister, raven, sent me to give you some news and stuff, if that's alright."