Blacktail Deer Plateau let the devil speak his story

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he gave a gesture of his tail against his hocks, motioning at the rabbit. i brought you a meal. please eat, the gamma asked, settling himself upon his haunches. at her inquiry, his ears swept back. he wondered if blue willow would scold peregrine for his behavior, or otherwise castigate him, and this he did not wish.

but he could keep little from her. i went to tell peregrine of finley and what I discovered of ty's whereabouts. he has asked that i not return with messages -- my presence there is controversial.

the ignominy of the words still hurt him keenly, but he knew he should cease in their recitation. yet it validated the bitterness he bore toward peregrine.