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ancelin shook his head, pushing the mouse over. he was too enamoured with the idea of biting masquerade again to even consider eating. his hunger was for other things.
for other sorts of blood.
but this was a mouse. didn't atreus get they needed more for a deer? or an elk? he wondered which of them could do what augur did. or what their father did.
"you could get a taste," he said slowly, solemnly, and he sought atreus' eyes.