[quote]The Master had just resheathed his dagger, when there was a soft clapping of paws from a dark corner. The dagger was rapidly drawn, and in the flickering light, a fur could be seen, leaning on a cane.
The stallion in question was looking on in great amusement at the scene. From where he drew his amusement, no one could say.
"Mrs. Carillion? You're needed."
I did a rapid jump back, just in time to miss a tumbling feline who rolled past me. When she came to a stop, right side up, it turned out to be our old acquaintance the ocelot. I gave her a good cresting snarl.
"How's your neck?"
"How nice of you to ask. Such lovely manners they have, don't they, Mr. Mountjoy?"
"Breeding will tell, Mrs. Carillion, breeding will tell." [/quote]
A pair of relatively competent villains...at least until they cross swords with the Wolf Queen and the Master of Elfhame...
Any resemblance to certain British operatives is purely intentional.
EOCostello. Composition (c) me. Art by 
