Wapun Meadow downtown

oo. tristan liked this girl -- if for any reason besides the fact that she was totally eating him up. he wondered how far he could push this -- or if he should even bother. tristan was pretty sure she was a bigger virg than him... which! wasn't even tru fax anymore. instead, he just kept smiling at her as she stumbled and fumbled and averted her gaze. i'm just statin' facts, he said nonchalantly, gaze still steady upon her, really -- i don't think i've ever met a wolf as pretty as you. you might be wondering where all this swagger was coming from... all this charm. well, truth be told tristan didn't think it was that hard to do. replace words like 'hot' and 'fuck' with words like 'pretty' and songbirds and... well, that seemed to be all it took. 

another step forwards, still small and cautious -- like he was nervous -- and tristan tilted his head to one side. i wish i could head back with you, ibis, he said with a small frown, brows knitting together, it's just bad timing i guess.