tremendous dynamite

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startled by the turbulence that thrummed about her, the waif looked upwards -- the yellow of her eyes wide as she beheld an avian visitor. it was instant, the hunger that seized her -- yet she sharply curbed its insistence by reminding herself that corvidae and their kin were oft not to be trusted. this one looked quite brave, the way it flitted about her -- caiaphas lusted after the wings that carried him, for many reasons.

she was instantly distrustful of him, if not for his brazenness it was for the glint to his coalrounded eyes. experience told her corvidae were of a more intelligent vein than their avian cousins, and she had no intention to test this one's wit. "Hi." it was all the skinny girl offered.