Iktome Plains a murder of ravens in fugue

he was clearly impressed; this was writ into the features of his face and her little witticism did not go unnoticed. the man gave a soft laugh. "it seems a hunt is in order," he observed with a wry glance cast at pearl. presently, they settled into an affable quietude, before he breached it with another series of soft words. "are you resentful of aria's promotion?" taltos inquired plainly, gazing ahead down their shared path.