Lone Star Mountain porcelain knife

sharpness to those words. muskrat tasted their razoring in her own mouth and halted. "vale too close to shadowland," the little panther commented with a hardness flickering in her yellow eyes.

she glanced to the mountain, then to the place where others gathered in defiance of hex. of them.

a grin started on her mouth. "we find this woman. find child. then we raid vale." it pleased her. "come back. tell hex. bring girl. all of us. two, them."

glee glittered on the shark's-mouth.