Blacktail Deer Plateau So long, lonesome

Despite the somber turn in the conversation and the fact that he was essentially busily spoon-feeding his brother at the same time, Peregrine spluttered at Blue Willow's tidbit about Pura. It wasn't that they were discussing his son's manly parts, it was the hesitant use of the phrase little area that tickled the Alpha male's funny bone. He dropped the piece of gopher he'd been just about to shove into Atticus's mouth.

"Little... little area?" He snorted and made a hee^heehee! sound. "No son of mine has a 'little' area!" he thundered suddenly, still snickering and snorting. Oh, if only Atticus had been aware right now... the brothers would've been busting out the dick jokes left and right.