Redhawk Caldera scholars will but nourish evil

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it was not peregrine who answered, but fox, despite the fact that he had called specifically for the panther. biting back a sharp retort, lasher nodded affably enough at the ruby, plume swaying once in friendly intention. you look well, he rejoined in a tone that could only be called vague — he did not wish to stir things with her.

where they stood with one another was well-known — he bore news for peregrine alone, and hoped that fox would leave them once her mate arrived, though given her pretentious nature, this was not likely. turning his gaze away from her, lasher fell silent, awaiting the devil's arrival.