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A fart?! Phox protested. Sure, he was old, but did he smell bad, too? Unless you meant flirt, in which case I'll take that compliment. He continued to meander toward the circling buzzards, hoping they wouldn't run into anybody else looking for an easy meal along the way.

Oh, y'know. Get them dinner. Pester them. Let them do all the things their parents won't let them do, he said with a wry smile. Not that Towhee and Maxim were particularly strict, but there was always something kids wanted to do that their parents wouldn't allow.