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There in the dim light of the candles, he was settled atop the stairway banister, hunched in on himself, his eyes bright and fevered. She remembered, unwillingly, disbelievingly, what Prasit - Prasit, the were-betta, the ancient enemy of Egberd's clan, had told her:

"Beware the midnight screeching," he had said.

"It's super annoying."

- my were-budgie book, to be the first installment in my hit The Alphas of PetSmart series, which a person has inspired me to write. That person will regret this.