How Green Becomes Wood

"Very good," Dark replied, his little smile growing just big enough to show his teeth, which really said a lot, "You are getting better. What do you think, Ivy?"

"Mus," Ivy said, her little toddler version of the accent being nearly painfully cute.

"Are you hungry, Tifla?" Dark asked, and she nodded in response.
 
"Well do not," Dark frowned, setting Ivy down before he stood up, "I would be very sad to lose her. Baba is going to go make you your lunch, Hummingbird, do not torture your brothers while you wait."
 
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