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... crape-scrape-scrape of Kael’s finger against the bottom of his clay bowl. He had finished the soup minutes ago, but he was currently trying to get the glaze off the pottery to get the last molecule of flavor.
Ren stood next to Syris, watching the tiger.
"Feral Madness," Ren prompted again, nudging Syris with her elbow.
Syris sighed, looking down at his empty bowl with a mournful expression. He looked like a man who had just finished a fine meal and was now being asked to ...
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