““She is not my vulo,” I said, “merely a little beast, pursued for pleasure.” “What will you do with her, when you apprehend her?” inquired Axel. “I assume her tunic has a disrobing loop,” I said. “I gather she will learn what it is to be caught, her neck enclasped in a collar,” he said. “Beware,” I said, “there are leech plants.” “I see them,” he said. “There is little danger if one is aware of them.” “Hold your sleen,” I said. “Steady, steady, Tiomines,” he said. The chain leash was taut. “Do ...not let him proceed,” I said. “He will not do so,” said Axel. “Sleen find such things aversive.” “The trail leads here?” I said. “Apparently,” he said. There was a rustling in the growth, and two strands, thick and fibrous, began to inch toward us, pods lifted, swaying, like the heads of snakes. Axel backed away a little, shortening the leash.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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