Stone Circle Wide eyed and bull headed

Reverie only barely heard what he muttered, but she couldn't help the soft snort of laughter that slipped from her. Oh, I did that to my brother, once, She told him in fond reminiscence. It was terrible! Don't do that to your sister. But there was no true firmness to her tone, and after a moment her voice dropped and she added,

But I won't tell anyone if you do. After all, what kind of childhood didn't feature at least a little bit of sibling rivalry?