Splintered Light, Chapter 6.4: Anache u' Tonn
He said chris released him out of sick bay as long as he stays in his cabin and manages an appointment with her once a day to check--" the prong horn's report trailed off at the captain's smirk.
Splintered Light, Chapter 6.1: Koen Amih Ohn Rork
Ash-moon mirrored the prong horn's nod. "yes. he was young and unsure of himself. we became friends, of a sort.
The Lead Crown: Ch 9.5b, Shock and Awe
Having little grounds for objection the prong horn was left accompanying the two raccoon dogs through the many twists and turns of the cathedral's back halls.
The Lead Crown: Ch 1a, Flintlocked and Loaded (pt 2)
He remained stunned when the prong horn responded by laughing.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4b, Your Highness (Pt 2)
Aodhan raised both ears, focused on the prong horn, eyes glinting as he appraised tobias, "the question then, would be 'which is it?'
Splintered Light, Chapter 1.3: Facing the Moonrise
The prong horn let out a sigh and descended the set of stairs, putting himself on an even deck with the approaching foreman. "what is it, mr. zuider?"
The Lead Crown: Ch 2a, League of Leaves (Pt 1)
The prong horn glanced back to him, responding in the tongue of the free people. "_i don't understand why you gave favor to the men who you said attacked you_."
The Lead Crown: Ch 8.2b, A Dozen 'Tails' Told
Although it was dark, the mouse was almost certain she caught a glint of adoration in the prong horn's eyes... and what, she asked herself was wrong with that?
The Lead Crown: Ch 2a, League of Leaves (pt 5)
In the end, the prong horn glanced to theo, "they are inviting us to join them and their sister for a breath." "a breath?"
Splintered Light, Ch 2.4: Unforeseen Circumstances
The prong horn was far too distant to hear the discussion but the dog was motioning toward mid-ship and pointing downward.
That Healing Touch
Usually the prong horn was far more content to be on the road than chained to his work at his desk, but he couldn't help but appreciate the calm silence of the orderly room.
That Healing Touch
Usually the prong horn was far more content to be on the road than chained to his work at his desk, but he couldn't help but appreciate the calm silence of the orderly room.