Novel & Cerita Fable Sparrow

“We’ll enjoy seeing how a fish fucks.” Dove’s cheeks pinked and she avoided looking at Lyric. “You’re kidding,” Lyric was nauseated. “They need to verify that you’re both fulfilling your purpose,” Dove replied. “The guards perform that service.” “Free pornography,” one of them commented, and all laughed. “Bonus privileges for those who give us a good show.” “Great,” Lyric said through her teeth. “Do they watch Sparrow fuck too?” “No,” Dove shook her head. “Sparrow is different. He is a victim of monsters and has been loyal to the Order since he was a teenager. He seeks a cure for his lycanism.”

They often got on well enough to know about each other, or at the very least, entertain mutual and civil respect for one another. Samuel and I knew well enough that there was no Sparrow Harpy Clan. Such a thing didn't exist. The closest to this was the Hawk Harpy Clan, which had sparrow hawks within that clan, but they were very different and no Harpy bore a shifter's mark either. This young Sparrow was a true sparrow shapeshifter, and this hoard of Dark Ones had cut off one of her wings at such a young age. If she had ever flown before, being so young, she might have before now... yet if she had? Unfortunately, she would never again feel the joy of flight.