" Tegan had never really loved anything before. At least, he didn’t think so. He’d left home at such an early age despite his brother’s attempts to make him stay; plus the Barrens hadn’t really offered much besides sand and danger. Danger he knew quite well. Tegan’s paw drifted up to his face, tracing over the tight, scarred skin that marred his face. These scars made him as much as the beast who’d given them to him, or at least, it had seemed that way. He wasn’t really sure what to think now that he’d met Soulfaith. The smaller cat never seemed to mind Tegan’s face, and it was strange to have what Tegan thought would be his downfall turn out to not matter at all. " hehe sneak peak of the writing and thumbnails for my upcoming 2 part Tegan SRP!! >:3c ignore how his bow changes sizes ;-;"...
