Heron Lake Plateau is meatball an fruit

tegan snorted playfully at fire. "it's not that many-- and i'm the only good one anyway," he teased, blissfully unaware that caiaphas was a scout and comparatively her wisdom and age would probably fuck his brains out in a scouting competition. "but-- lemme call the crew," he said anyhow, sending up a call for @Niamh , @Quixote , and/or @Raven . 

humming thoughtfully, tegan shrugged. "she didn't say, but it sounded like she'd been staying there for a bit," he told her, feeling comfortably hot and bothered beneath her gorgeous, gleaming yellow gaze. he was so intimidated, he might've fallen in love.