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his curiosity at the bird's harshly formed words overrode the indignation at being spurned as 'dog,' an epithet which forced upward into a tizzy the guard-hairs upon his nape. but lasher refused to give the foul little capon the satisfaction of outward ire, and so tamed the flurry of raging sparks in his breast.
auds preened forward at the revelation granted by the jet minion, satanic in his ruffled and unabashed leer, and taltos pondered this information for a lengthy moment, peering down the strand as if by sheer force of will the seawitch would appear and therefore negate the dubious offer extended by the hellspawn.
very well, sparrow,
he mocked, though his tone was unable to bely a great interest. what is this thing that she has lost?
when the bird had given forth its proposition, lasher hummed wordlessly beneath his breath, turning roundabout to stride down the strand and think over the possibilities.