Heron Lake Plateau is meatball an fruit

"i'll do the talking-- at first, then you gotta hold your own ground, and i can't help you out," tegan had warned bat, remembering his experience with easy. no way no how was he gonna let that happen again, even though every ounce of his fuckass body was ready to interject any conversation-- especially if it benefitted him. 

when they arrived at the borders, tegan would've summoned everyone but i didn't have enough time to post before others did :L so tegan too just stood there like a doofus, probably hyping bat up for what was to come. 

first, his cousin arrived, and then his old-bat-like queen herself. "hey, ceara," he said, dipping his head in acknowledgement, "this is rory-- raven's niece, i met her on the way to the sound." he gave bat a quick glance, a quick reminder to mind her own manners... even though no one here was leadership. and also to explain why she was here. 

meanwhile, he looked again to caiaphas, ears flicking. "i'm-- sorry, caiaphas, i didn't find your family," he said, gaze dimming, "but i did find another wolf, she claimed to know you-- her name was rosalyn."