Jade Fern Grove slender capes of red and chrome

His lips twitched with a hint of mirth at his brother's joke. He may have laughed, but in that same moment he was reminded that he would never see the plump shape of Whittier again. He frowned at this, but as he remembered how his sourness affected Pasha before (and how terrible he felt about it after), he made an effort to lighten up. "You'll have to tell me how round he gets," he quipped. In direct contrast to his gluttonous sibling, Swift was rather slim in keeping with his name. He looked fast.

He bent his head to the rabbit, and though he still felt ill, he started to pluck at the fur on its leg, until he had exposed the muscle. He nibbled on this.