Bramblepoint Choke the chicken

lasher, despite his hope, did not believe that peregrine would accept, and thus was pleasantly surprised to hear otherwise. it was true that the dark man made no room in his life for those who were outside of his pack or his family, and lasher was neither

the panther alluded rather directly to taltos' hateful words -- the druid shook his head. never again would he curse without merit, never would he curse another without his mind, heart, and spirit aligned.

"here," lasher murmured, seeking peregrine's eyes to hold them for a moment. "in a week."

In the last second before his mouth was otherwise preoccupied, Peregrine said simply, "All right." He then bent over the kill, hoisting it into the air. His jade eyes found Lasher's face, capturing his former flame's gaze. He then nodded and turned, sure he felt Taltos's eyes on his back as he cantered out of the bramble forest and back toward the caldera. He wondered what Fox would make of it when he mentioned this encounter.

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