Otter Creek honigsüß

mahler's interest was piqued, shown by a quick blink and a forward tilt of his ears, two gestures that were the only things to evince his rather abrupt shock. was this a madman? if so, would he be of issue to sagtannet? a musing look, and then the joviality returned to his expression.
"tote würden keinen hunger haben," the gargoyle said softly, tail flicking at his heels. "mit mir jagen?"