Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.
It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.
You are a sick, sick man,” I told him. “Thank you,” Ben replied, looking modest.
If you could just see your face,” she told me. “You look like a cat in a bathtub.
What would a racist call werewolves? Wargs? She kind of liked that one, but suspected that racist bastards didn't read Tolkien.
You can't cage an eagle for long without destroying it.