Whitefish River all this on me

She was grinning. Even through his threat, Spica grinned. Riley didn't like that. It made him feel foolish, it made him feel as if she were making a mockery of him -- it made him feel small.

He scowled, making sense of her most recent comeback. Something about rough, and being a threat -- did she like it rough, what did that even mean?

Oh.

Riley's ears fell to his skull and his hackles were similar to Spica's; slightly flared, could mean excited or could mean antagonized. Who knew. "It can be whatever you want it to be." Riley felt proud for that vague comeback - in truth, he really had no idea what he was doing, but he knew he didn't want Spica to win... whatever this little weird pissing contest was.