Blacktail Deer Plateau Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

"Dude," Peregrine said, both disgusted and impressed by Osprey's snot production. "You're repulsive." As he said it, his eyes shone with affection. Nothing, not even chunky phlegm, could make him think ill (pun intended) of his sister.

Nothing, he thought even as Osprey told him he wouldn't like what he was about to hear. He looked into her eyes and sensed bad news coming his way. His stomach tightened and he looked at her imploringly, hoping she wasn't about to dump another dreary rain shower on his head... but somehow anticipating that this would be the case.

"Tell me," he commanded softly, trying to sound interested. There was an edge of dread in his deep timbre.