Ocean's Breath Plateau But it's the season of the sticks.

the village would fall upon cen and tear him apart if he harmed this annoying boy.

the hard luster of slate eyes shifted to the toddling child as cen stopped and looked down. "there are better things to eat than that offal," cen growled disdainfully in lanzadoii.

his heart ached. would ghelan ever walk like this? run on the plains, as children were meant to do? a snort covered his pain, but cen sat now, glowering a little.