Wings of Fury 2

He smiled, sensing the comment was meant as a compliment and not as a slight against his devotion. "The Lords' interests' and influences' are as varied and wide-ranging as the branch itself." He said, by way of explanation, perhaps. A pause as Caulind fetched some meat, and a sitting bow as Sir Henri made their payments. "My own experience has not taken me quite so far--so, t'was merely a guess." The next guess, obviously, was flesh-shaping.

With the baby dragons cleaned up, Guillairme scrubbed his own hands off as he watched them attack the rabbit chunks.

"Ah, Madame Zaya! We had been discussing, earlier, if you might know how to discern the hatchlings' genders, or some appropriately Draconic names."