Jade Fern Grove azul

"help me sit up." why was he so cautious? silvertongue was growing annoyed, though the sense of it was vague beneath her blooming curiosity. he was careful, almost timid; he acted as though she were about to trap him in the glittering close of her teeth. the riverclan wolf watched the other, lifting a paw to him at last. tauris had said he only took; she had not said what sort of man he was at all, and now silvertongue saw fit to probe for herself.