Fairy Dropping Pants

"I can attest that she still lives," I tell the man. "Why the Daughters did what they did, I can't tell you, but she still lives."

"Lyden," Marchosias says quietly, coming up to me. "Look at him." The demon's voice is low as he speaks to me, and I have to strain to hear him. I can see the werewolf's eyes locked on us, and suspect that he has some kind of superior hearing, so I wonder who the demon is trying to be quiet for. "Werewolves have many traits in common, but the one I want to draw your attention to is his appearance. All werewolves are attractive. It has to do with their wild natures."

Like you? I think, but don't say. "But Miranda is the plainest looking person I've ever seen!" I gasp.