Blackfeather Woods we've been walking down this road for sometime

the child licked at it, and briefly sab wondered if he was to finish it whole within a second. it would be something new to play tug-of-war with a child, but it looked like it would happen some other time when cicero withdrew his small head from the food.

he plopped himself onto the forest floor and babbled something— baby talk, she was sure. look, even the children were into darkness and killing.

at the boy's query of her identity, she simply responded with "sabrina. i'm new here. and what's your name, 'lil guy? sees?"