let sleeping dogs

Citadel immediately stuck his tongue out at her when he heard her tone. “Obviously. Just you know, why you staring. chicken?” he said, his voice almost rising before he fought it back down to a little whisper. She was trying not to wake the bear, and he wouldn’t ruin that for her, not just for the sake of a little teasing. Whoever this stranger was.

Hey, maybe they’d be able to poke the bear together. Maybe they could find some coal and draw a mustache on it before it awoke or something… He grinned lightly at the thought, as if they were facing a house cat instead of something bigger and meaner than they were.

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