Meadowlark Prairie Well, well, well. What have we here?

Her nose wrinkled at his laugh and she put it up high in the air, brows arching confidently down into a frown. He wasn't being funny if that was what he thought; yes, he was her brother and she respected (maybe even loved him) in that way, but she expected the same back. If she wished to go out alone, her needs needed to be respected even if it were not the smartest thing to do.

Are you implying I survived by being so great and powerful? Why, thank you. She chuckled at first, but quickly cleared her throat before returning to the angry, bold Koume most had come to know. He curved her body before him, trying to make him come to a halt - mismatched staring up and straight into his. I can handle this fine on my own.