Heron Lake Plateau break her off, kit-kat

tegan pondered it for a moment before pursing his lips and shaking his head. "i'm just gonna say you're my cousin, if i call you my aunt i'm just gonna mentally think you're old as fuck," he told her, thinking that that was a good way of handling this situation. besides, he called towhee his sister even though they weren't even a little bit related. fuck labels. 

"yeah see? honestly though, i think all the dudes here are blackthorns, lame as fuck, or brain dead... but i'll keep a lookout when i'm scouting, or at any newbies," he offered with a quick nod. he genuinely was the cream of the crop, here at the plateau. 

he returned her smug smile, his tail waving. "aye, atta girl," he praised in regards to her echo of his own comment, "but, that's not too bad. what are you planting?" plants, obviously, but like?? what kind?