“I think I’m going to barf a hairball.” – Sasha“You can’t. You’re canine.” – Sundown“Tell that to the hairball in my stomach.” – Sasha”

“Sasha groaned from beside her as he struggled with his belt. "I think I'm going to barf a hairball." Jess let out a frustrated breath as he tried to loosen himself. "You can't. You're canine.""Tell that to the hairball in my stomach." Jess cursed as his hand slipped while he was trying to get loose. "Bet you're glad I made you fasten that seat belt now, aren't you, Mr. I-can-flash-myself-out-if-we-get-hit?" Sasha groaned. "Shut up, asshole." He glared at Jess. "And I would have flashed out of the car, but because we were rolling, I didn't want to get hit by it. Damn those Rytis laws.”

“Speaking of friends…why did our new coyote buddies run from you?” – Sundown“I’m that badass.” – Sasha “Seriously.” – Sundown“O ye of little faith. You doubt my rep? My skills?” – Sasha“And your brains.” – Sundown”

“Check on Ren.” – Sundown“In the electricity cube? What kind of psycho are you?” – Sasha“Sasha…” – Sundown“Fine. I get shocked, you better start checking shoes before you put them on.” – Sasha”

“Now, that’s my boy you’re talking about, and I don’t want to get crossed up with you, Sasha. But you keep that tone and attitude about him, and we will.” – Sundown“Sorry. I forget you and Ash are weird enough to actually like him. No accounting for taste.” – Sasha”

“What? Was he raised in a barn? Didn’t he ever learn how to close a door? Amateur shape-shifters…No manners whatsoever.” – Sasha“Do we need to get you a Midol before we go?” – Sundown “I’m not that easy to soothe, cowboy. My peeves are on a cellular level.” – Sasha”