Stone Circle chido

there it was: the tacit thing known between women even if silvertongue had not been able to explain it for gunnar's ears. formal or not, arrangement or not, she understood inherently that her time here must be minimal once the children arrived. feeling rather vindicated, the sharpfang flicked her tail. "you are right to think of gunnar. i told him to send this man to riverclan, where i will instill better manners. he told me only do not slay bonnie with such work." see? it had been rather approved; now tauris was the final stamp, and silvertongue's eyes glimmered as dragonfly glow winging over still water. "introduce him to me, somewhere beyond here. say i have some need or other, some task." silvertongue; glittering in intrigue.