After a stunned pause, Colin's eyes widened, and he let out a sharp crack of laughter. "Shamans are so fucking weird, dude. Really? A fucking bobcat?"
Now, I'd never found Colin particularly attractive; he wasn't quite tall enough, and his muscles were overdeveloped, and he had light hair and brown eyes, and he didn't hold a candle to other people.
He was looking at me as I stood in front of him naked, and laughing. And calling me weird.
"Do you want me to burn you alive or flay your skin from your bones, or would you rather try again?"
I glared him down, my nose in the air. How dare he?
And then I crouched down to dig my clothes out of my backpack, because he didn't deserve to see me naked.
He made a choking sound that was probably another stifled burst of laughter.
