Seven Wonders

“No sweet sister, I made this myself." He said, humming a pleasant tune as he processed the kill, working his blade under the flesh to separate the skin from the meat and cutting away the limbs and neck with his gilded fangs. He was still humming when she asked her second question and felt a grin rise to his features. “I plan to trade this hide at the market, I’m sure it will fetch a high price.” He told her coyly, weighing mentally if she should tell her the full extent of his scheme. He loved his sister dearly but some things were better left unknown or with as few participating parties as possible, and this he felt was one of them.

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