" If you don’t like the word little, I could call you tiny. Tiny tinker?”
Her dainty hiss reminded him of Mrs. Henderson’s Persian. Yep, little cat was the right term for her.
He tugged a lock of her wavy hair in reprimand. “Did you just hiss at your mentor?” He’d never teased a female before this one. Odd how much fun it was.
“Oh, no.” She widened eyes as filled with mischief as a passel of pixies. “I would never. Truly. I know better than to disrespect someone of your venerable age.”
His jaw dropped. The kitten had just called him old? Old? "
― Cherise Sinclair , Leap of the Lion (The Wild Hunt Legacy, #4)