Dragoncrest Cliffs all my troubles will hang on your trigger

loko felt these changes too. they stirred under his breast as waves at times -- and other times, ran through him like a scouring river.

the boy hadn't heard chacal until she was upon him -- ah! he startled, swinging his head around just as she brought the bone forward. the result was a spectacular boop which for a moment, left loko's head spinning.

he shook his ear, his head, his body -- all while rising unsteadily to his feet. realization of what just happened made loko's reaction somewhat softer -- his fur flattened from its momentary rise, and his eyes fell with curiosity to the thing which had been wielded over his head like a shillelagh. "what dat be?"