Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-121.208.74.30-20150928013142/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151112072448

"Do you want an honest answer, Calli? I used to think you absolutely despised me and it hurt some part of me so much which is why I hardened and decided to be the way I was to you. But, in the one hour we've spent on the bus, I've realised that you hating me was a figment of my overactive imagination. I've never seen you so nice to anyone, well putting aside Quinn and such."

"And Calli, you're underage. So stop it." CC snapped, snatching the remaining beer and making it disintegrate. A fine pile of ashes, still glowing pink and blue, sat where  the cans once were. "I honestly do not want to sit next to a coyote who smells like a mini bar. You'll become a walking fire hazard if you go on like that."

CC was telling Calli off like she would a small child. That showed her affection for the coyote, through the concern she felt and the firmness of her actions.