Lake Rodney sleep don't visit so i choke on sun.

Fin scowled at his correction, but had nothing to say to refute it. Being littermates did technically make them the same age, though she did prefer being superior to him in every way she could. There was one thing she couldn't just let go unanswered, though. "Good to see the voices in your head are still being nice enough to compliment you, full of shit as they are," she told him, hoping it would be sufficient to shut him up. They both knew who the pretty one really was, after all.

Conversation turned to the war, and Finley flinched inwardly. Colt skirted the outside of the topic though, and the alpha was determined to stay there. "I'm not a fan of agreeing with you about anything, but you might be right," she told him, pausing as a pensive look crossed her face, "You know, I can't even remember the last time I tried to harass a bear. That makes me kinda sad." She smiled as she said it, so clearly not too sad. I'm a little sad too, actually. But then again, I do remember the last time she harassed a bear.