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One peculiar colored form was not uncommon in Inferni; their Imagnifier and his son’s ward were both remarkably pale. Jezebel was nearly black, and Gabriel himself looked nothing like a coyote. Two peculiar forms at the borders, especially one that was unfamiliar, was uncommon. The Aquila approached at a wide lope, long legs taking him through the tall brush-grass and onto a worn trail. He and his fellow coyotes had carved those paths across the Waste like scars, forming odd hieroglyphics all their own, if only to tell the world that they had been there. He arrived just in time to hear the boy explain himself. An expression nearly a grimace crossed his face, but this was momentary and passed swiftly. “Both of your siblings are here,” he explained, nodding to Giggle in greeting. “I hope you don’t share the same blind devotion to your father.” |