Ocean's Breath Plateau the cult of venus aversa

A third party last in wait along the alpha's path, coiled and crouched low behind a boulder like the least merry of the merry men. He had no interest in eggs - or even Eilidh, fairest of Lasher's firstborn brood and a prize for any hunter.

It was Lasher that he sought - and Lasher that he confronted, skittering into view like a roach before the wandering leader. Coal black eyes glared from the pits of a rough-hewn skull, mad with some unknown affliction. "F-f-f-found you, Bombadill Bombadill!" It half sang, half screeched, skipping on the 'F' like a damaged record.

And that was all he said. As quickly as the sense of Lasher's importance had possessed him - it left. Pop! The desert wolf blinked a few times, shook his head, leered unpleasantly at Lasher and took off running down the plateau.

Oops! Thought it was AW durr. It's Karm hi. Call this a cameo! *SKITTERS*