Broken Antler Fen I thought of you when I heard that song

the wait for the mysterious thibe seemed, to roswell ( who still harbored a child's impatience unfortunately ), to drag on. gradually, it became apparent that she wasn't coming. he bounced from paw to paw, unsure what to do with the impatience that settles into his chest and keep it from making him seem rude. uhm, roswell draws in a breath, trying to think of how to best keep things in motion. why don't i give you the tour and we can maybe go look for thisbe later? he suggests to pry, before peering at teya for approval.