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Ico began to weave a tale. At first, Aventus wasn't really listening; the crackle of thin bark under his little molars had his full attention. He worked shards of twig out of his mouth with a lapping tongue, but continued to crunch on the stick until Ico said the word Stickums, which made his ears flare.

There was something about that word he liked. His gaze danced with interest between Ico's rich eyes and his moving lips. By the time the cloud given wolfish shape started talking about the Mother Tree, he had Aventus' rapt attention. Maybe he couldn't understand what was being said, but he liked the sounds. It was pleasant to be spoken to by someone other than the harsh one-eyed dragon.