Sawtooth Spire drittgeborener

so compelled, mahler opened his mouth and let loose the prepared heap of fish. it fell to the denfloor; he licked its remains away from his jaw and turned to crouch some feet away. the younger boy was still gathered to wylla's teat these days, but mahler had begun to know a weaning-time when it came to sense it. tail thumped; a low growl beckoned astraeus to the feast.