Chapter 3

However, it was hard to get a rise from this warlock. When he arrived, he didn’t appear to notice our hard work. He picked the plants as if nothing was amiss. When he left, we flew down to the ground to inspect. He had somehow reversedour poisons and coaxed life back into the plants.

Cawing in frustration, we pecked them from the ground.

We went through this many times with the warlock before we began to get annoyed. I suggested to Garnet that we find his dwelling and really shake things up. Garnet was hesitant, not as sure as he was before. “I don’t know, Wulf, what if he sees us?”

“He won’t see us. We can be crafty. More crafty than a human.”

“He’s not a human,” Garnet reminded me. “He’s a warlock.”