He tried to loom over Ryoka, but she didn’t even bat an eyelid. “And who are you supposed to be?” “I am Brunkr, warrior of the Silverfang tribe. And I—” “Okay. Piss off. I need to talk to someone important.” Erin’s mouth fell open. Mrsha’s ears flattened and suddenly she was the one clinging to Erin. Brunkr’s eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth. “You dare? You dare to insult me? You?” Cold sweat ran down Erin’s back. She’d thought Ryoka had gotten better—or at least she wasn’t crazily angry anymore. But she wasn’t showing many signs of sanity at the moment. What should Erin do? But Ryoka
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