Sleepy Fox Hollow Sapling

germanicus almost answered in the ribald banter of military-men. the skin beneath his dark fur flushed. to steady himself, the eagle glanced out across the landscape. "goat." they were hard to approach, more difficult still to chase from their perches and kill.

"or frogs." it was impossible to tell whether or not he was joking. only the sheen of his paintgold eyes held the truth.