Heron Lake Plateau And ain't it always the way

Tegan apparently understood, but she doubted that he did...Still, she didn't want to have to explain herself, because it might make her admit something that she didn't want to admit, or hurt his feelings. The easiest explanation likely would have wounded his pride- for him to know that at that point, she was just about ready to throw herself at anything with four legs and a pair of nards...And it likely would have made him feel worse to know that he wasn't even the first wolf she'd come across and tried to seduce. She was just doing what her body was trying to tell her, but had no idea that it was definitely going to get worse. For the time being, at least, she was able to control herself...More or less. 

He softened, though, which was why she didn't want to explain things to him. He'd been kind to her, and she'd latched onto his generosity perhaps a bit too hard and fast, and to burst his bubble would have been very ungrateful of her. She smiled weakly when he mentioned something about his own looks, even though she knew that it was him looking like him- like Tegan- that had stopped her from going too far. Not that he was unattractive- but just that he was who he was, and despite the fact that he was a great hang, she didn't feel that way about him. Her reproductive parts might have- but her heart didn't. "That's pretty much it," She agreed, choosing instead to go with his little side story, though when she lifted her gaze to meet his it was full of appreciative warmth- and perhaps just a bit more than that, simply because she couldn't help it. Her tone was velvety and quiet when she spoke again. "Thanks, Tegan," She said, but a slight sadness in her eyes expressed her true sentiment. Because of what had happened- or what had nearly happened, his offer was no longer valid, just in case she wasn't able to stop herself the next time.