Urkot chittered. “What few wits I had possessed, Okalan knocked well out of my head. I was confused when she grabbed me. I remember thinking that I was not searching for a mate, but how could I deny a female who was so interested in me?” The other vrix, thornskulls included, chittered. A few moments later—as Ivy’s translation caught up to the story—the humans laughed. “Then she roared in my face and pulled my arms in opposite directions,” Urkot continued. “Your story, Garahk, did not tell enough of this part.” “What does it miss, Three-arm?” Garahk asked. “That it hurt.” Urkot’s tone—which
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