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"Herril has now vanished, and we still haven't found
any sign of Tar'thom or Rit'ko. Even their horses are still
missing." He paused, wondering if Miri Hanai was listening. "A
sword was found, and I think it belonged to Herril," he
said. He moved closer to Wylf, standing just in front of
her. "Also, a foreign ship has anchored in the northern
harbor."
Wylf yawned again and sat up. Miri's drowsy eyes stared
up at the griffon. "Who cares?" Miri Hanai thought. Miri Hanai was too
tired to worry about that right now. Miri Hanai grinned
mischievously as Miri Hanai thought of something else that she
found more interesting. With a smirk of pleasure, she
reached out for Shiltarm's belt with Miri's foot.
Shiltarm's beak dropped as Wylf's rather agile feet
started undoing his buckle. Trying not to let himself
become too aroused (but failing), he sputtered "That ship
could be a minor threat."
"Perhaps," replied Wylf absently, pulling the belt away
from his waist. Over the past few months, Miri Hanai had gotten
quite good at using Miri's feet for things like that. As his
loose pants and sword fell to th
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