bring on the wonder, we got it all wrong

It would seem his words did not appease the little vixen, and as her eyes cast upon him in a glower he was all too familiar with, Scimitar stilled his own form, eyeing her with false bravado. It had been one thing for hormonal Bazi to let loose upon him -- but the words she spoke now seemed like an artfully laid trap, and he took a second to truly consider what this could mean.

Perplexed at best, Scimitar's tail swung through the air, his muzzle giving an idle shake. "Exhausted," wouldn't cut it, nor would "terrified," once more. "Right now? I'm scared you're about to plummet down to your death and our pups will starve with no milk."

There was a small pause as he shifted then, understanding that whatever it was he might think this was about.. it never was with Bazi. She kept him on his toes, to say the least. "What is this about, Bazi?"