Iktome Plains a murder of ravens in fugue

he nodded. "it will not do if they are both opposed to the business of sharing." a smile appeared now to the man. "blue willow and i have an open arrangement, as it were, but i did not teach casmir the methods he now seeks to employ." in truth, he had spoken at no time of it to his children, for there had never been a lover close to upset the balance in their young eyes.