Ankyra Sound maitanz im grünen

the girl dipped her delicate muzzle to inspect the tooth; the boy continued to stare, and there grew in mahler the distinct possibility he was being evaluated in a way to which he had not consented. however, steeling himself from becoming abristle with distaste, mahler instead swept his ears forward and did not pause in his rejoinder: "truly?" whether the somehow shocked yearling received this as truth or sardony made no difference to the musiker.
to the wolfess he returned the brunt of his grim interest, if only to inspect more closely the melded hues of her silken coat — she was all gossamer and soft tones, lovely but unsuitable for his amorphous tastes. mahler did not pause to ponder if such a man as he possessed the authority to pass such judgements, answering in his gruff accent, "a shark's tooth."