

Elf vs. Orc 9Sings-to-Trees' head shot up. He knew Fleabane’s barks like the back of his hand. Short, rapid barks, not grating, hysterical ones--somewhere between a greeting and a warning. Fleabane knew the person approaching, but he didn’t really like them.Elf vs. Orc 9
That meant it was either one of the humans from down the road (excepting Matilda, who brought cheeses and always had a tidbit for a hungry coyote) or the rangers.
“Shit!” Sings-to-Trees leapt to his feet and began kicking Celadon’s armor under the bed, followed by the extra blankets.
Celadon got unsteadily to her feet. “What is it?”
“Company. Might
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