Mithadan nearly laughed after recovering from the sight of Bird. "Bird, I would hug you if not for the fear of being scorched," he cried. "But where in all this wrack and wreckage is Angara?"
"Angara? ANGARA?" she shouted. "You should be the last person to ask of her! I would not come near that wyrm if I were you, unless you'd enjoy getting sliced into ribbons and eaten for an appetizer!"
Nonetheless, Bird shifted back into her human form, at which time, to her great consternation, Mithadan made good on his offer. "Not now, Mithadan," she mumbled. "The missus is watching."
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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