off the throbbing pain as merely a flesh wound. With crooked brow, he dives right in, “Why would you go after a Eutherian? Don’t you know how vicious those things are?”

Trust me, I do, and although this would be the perfect chance to explain my day in graphic detail, I don’t take it. There’s no need to stifle the little bit of personality Quinn is starting to show. “Ha! Yeah, I followed it back to the nest and found this young lady here.” casually gesturing to Quinn. “Shepherd, meet Quinn. Quinn, Shepherd.” I scoot back slightly to give him a look that says, “no questions”. This obviously isn’t the whole story; not even close, but it’s the only version I’m comfortable sharing right now. 

“Yeah,” he of...

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