Northstar Vale It's "Can I get a witness?" time

Damn mom! Did beating me really take it outta you or something?

Jack talked with his face away from her. It was for the best that she couldn’t hear him. It was even better that he didn’t sign his small tantrum. He hadn’t fully grasped that she had saved his life. Quill in throat was not a fun way to die. The boy had zero intentions of leaving the world in a stupid way, too.

-What the fuck- he signed to her.

-Did you see that shit? That thing flew out faster than a bird. What’s faster than a bird? Faster than a bee.-

Jack began to pace. His paws struck at the earth in angry stomps. He had almost been able to give his sister a high-five, for realsies. That was a little scary. He could feel his skin prick at the thought. Porcupine climbed to the top of his list of creatures that he would not be fucking with.

Was he ever okay is the question she should have asked.