[a stranger laid him low and forced fever into his flesh. tugix would transmute this through the blood of another. in his descent, he forgets the child. teeth snap for the shouting wolf and then the bird. its beak sears at his torn face and this infuriates the muradoii more than the presence of his own kind. he aims a blow at the lupine scrabbling in the snow, then uses a goodly amount of flagging energy to leap, straight up, cutting the air for that flying rat. landing, again, and this time the jaws stained with dried blood mean to kill, to flay. tugix must put the fire-spirit inside her. only then will he be free of it. the child does not occupy his conscious. but his sub-thoughts are aware of her. it is possible that the sight of a child in the snow has fired something inside the muradoii that thinks, however vague, of the long-ivory village from his own milk years.]

a stranger laid him low and forced fever into his flesh. tugix would transmute this through the blood of another. in his descent, he forgets the child.

teeth snap for the shouting wolf and then the bird. its beak sears at his torn face and this infuriates the muradoii more than the presence of his own kind. he aims a blow at the lupine scrabbling in the snow, then uses a goodly amount of flagging energy to leap, straight up, cutting the air for that flying rat.

landing, again, and this time the jaws stained with dried blood mean to kill, to flay. tugix must put the fire-spirit inside her. only then will he be free of it.

the child does not occupy his conscious. but his sub-thoughts are aware of her. it is possible that the sight of a child in the snow has fired something inside the muradoii that thinks, however vague, of the long-ivory village from his own milk years.