HEO 134

“Ah...”

So, it wasn't a gift. He had simply used him as a human measuring tape. The scent of cedar remaining on his shoulder suddenly felt as fishy as raw seafood. Red Eagle also drooped his head and returned to Wolf's shoulder. Just as a wave of disappointment was about to crash over him, Silver let out a thunderous remark.

“Remember that Wolf I mentioned before? This robe didn't fit him. It dragged on the floor like the hem of an Atanian woman's skirt.”