Redtail Rise the literary life of thingum bob, esq.

Avicus found him quickly enough.

Her question was expected; her aggression more so, although there was a playfulness almost, something Tulimaq parried carefully.

I was called away, to my savaktuk. It would not be enough of an answer. It required too much further explanation. He lunged after her shoulder and cuffed it with teeth, glancing.

I was training hunters, warriors. Unsuccessfully. Only because of his nephew.