Summer clasped her hands together and looked innocent. “Would I do a thing like that?”
Merlin rolled his eyes doubtfully. Please, it’s not THAT bad. Besides, what are they complaining about? It’s not like we sleep close enough on hunts for me to hit or roll into them.
“Leaf crackle. Also something about snoring?” She wrinkled her nose again. “I want to go hunting.”
What are you talking about? I don’t snore, he protested. No, you don’t. Believe me, you don’t.
“I’m merely telling you what I’ve heard.” Mutinously, she folded her arms. “Did I say with them? I’m just tired of being shut up in this town.”