Sleepy Fox Hollow Get Joanie on the phone, she'll leave us on a light

this time mahler truly laughed, loudly and openly, wholly amused at her utter lack of respectful submission to his rank.
but why would she bow to him? no — wylla was the stuff of leadership, and one day he would put her beside him.
"thank you," the gargoyle murmured, mirth dying down into a bemused ember. he gathered the chewed carcass up and placed it between broad forepaws.
"eat vith me."