Otter Creek honigsüß

mahler lay his kill down and began to approach the waterway, but not before spotting a stranger at its border. wary of anyone near sagtannet, though he recognized this as irrational, the gargoyle stepped forward in time to hear the muttered words.
"was hat der scheißkerl jemals mit dir gemacht?" mahler chuckled, in the hearty tones of a man who had just clapped another round the shoulder with brotherly affection.
and in the next moment, the man realized he had spoken a tongue not yet rusted, and flared suddenly with a light of relief and amusement.