Greatwater Lake i was born sick

Kill my brother? I've considered it, Samaantine told him with a soft laugh, sounding very much as if she had. The second suggestion held more appeal; it was one she had already made to herself many times. She turned her face away from him, looking north towards the ocean now.
She did shoot him a sideways glance as he lowered himself, though, curious. He was frowning as he reached for the water, as if being forced into the action. Samaantine hid a small smile as she turned and swept her tail across the water, aiming to shower droplets across the pale wolf. It wasn't a playful gesture, but she would do nothing to discourage such an idea if he took to it on his own.