Midnight report

His sudden laugh at her comment brought both ears flicking forward. There seemed to be some underlying message laced in with his words. "They can't be that bad. Yes, your son tried to kill me and your daughter helped, but I believe he learned his lesson. Indigo is a sweet boy and Mort..." The woman snorted softly, giving her head a shake and her golden eye a roll. "Mort is how I like to imagine my sons would have been." It wasn't something that she liked to think about, however. "Are they giving you any particular trouble?" Perhaps she could speak to the pup in question.