Sleepy Fox Hollow unerschütterlich

mahler snickered and snipped at her hip with his greyed jaws. "perhaps to forge my alliance vith yours," he suggested in a lewdness that was unlike him, unlike mahler unless he was with wylla.
in their aloneness, he found his peace and a new voice, and a playfulness he allowed no other to see.
"so vhat do you say, vylla? vill you come along for such an emissary trip?"