Dahozhoni Meadow To the neon god they made

The wolf's response to her words surprised her so much that she was temporarily speechless, which was a pretty big feat to pull off with someone like S'ari, whose main goal in life was to start talking and never shut up. She watched him, owl-eyed, as he plopped down in the grass beside her and rolled around. Dead things? she repeated, staring at him a bit warily. Perhaps this Jakub he spoke of was insane... Not a great thought. And who is throwing up on you? This one has strange friends, it sounds like...