Sleepy Fox Hollow Folk star

he had meant to convey that this was altogether different, frightening in a new way, but only the nuance of his old-tongue communicated the implication.
mahler was caught off-guard by wylla's retort, blinking momentarily into the irritated yellow suns of her face. it was not that his skills were in question; he simply did not know how to say what he wished.
deciding not to comment upon her words, the man's face lit with a wry expression. mahler would have preferred that wylla remain upon the sidelines and allow him to provide for her, but that had never been her way, and never would. "i am open to it," he teased gently, looking to walk alongside the woman in search of where easier prey might be found.