To Raquel Wolf-Sister, once again, To Thomas, who has taught me and who still teaches me to keep my mind flexible and my creativity from stiffening up, And to Tim, always, each and every bok, whether I say so or not.
First words
The wolves of the Long Lake Pack, gorged on a careless mountain sheep, slept as they digested their meal.
Quotations
Last words
Numair tousled her hair. "Let's go home, magelet."
