bring on the wonder, we got it all wrong

His eyes narrowed at her as she made a comment about him comparing her to a cripple -- something that stirred his pelt to bristle slightly. "I never said you were," he spoke, his tone becoming flat in comparison. She continued on then in a rage, and for a brief second, Scimitar thought about bypassing his mate and going back up the slope and to the den to relieve his sister of her current duty.

Instead, his bright eyes stared at her almost incredulously. A joke? When did he ever joke without some form of cynicism attached to it? "I worry," he began, his lip twitching in his frustration. "Because we've been shit on for the past few months, and all of a sudden things are good. Which means we're due for the universe to open its ass up and swallow us whole."