[Look, all right. She's tired, but even her pride is enormous enough that she's capable of being insulted. He calls her a foul beast (!!!!), and she's in such disbelief the second she hears this, both ears spring up, and she even lifts her head to look back at him.
A foul beast? Foul how, you rude, boy!!!!!!! The smell? She probably doesn't smell great, but the thing is... Well, he should try being a wolf, then get back to her on it. Is she ugly? Because she'll have him know all depictions of her by mankind have been beautiful, even that kindly spirit said she was most fair!
With grumbling huff, she adjusts only enough to remain relatively lounging, but also to scowl—as much as a wolf can—at him from upon the bed. She won't away, if he's going to be rude—and even then, she was here first. He ought to away. He woke her up. She was having a perfectly nice sleep. Who's raising these kids? Ungrateful.]
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A foul beast? Foul how, you rude, boy!!!!!!! The smell? She probably doesn't smell great, but the thing is... Well, he should try being a wolf, then get back to her on it. Is she ugly? Because she'll have him know all depictions of her by mankind have been beautiful, even that kindly spirit said she was most fair!
With grumbling huff, she adjusts only enough to remain relatively lounging, but also to scowl—as much as a wolf can—at him from upon the bed. She won't away, if he's going to be rude—and even then, she was here first. He ought to away. He woke her up. She was having a perfectly nice sleep. Who's raising these kids? Ungrateful.]