365 Days of Drabbles: Day Twenty-Nine

[jeriendhal]

For ankewehner: "'That's my grandpa's teeth you got there'"

"It's what?" Teal asked, turning the heavy golden saber over in her hands.

My grandsire's fang, Philosopher replied. He favored his Companion highly enough that when he passed from this mortal veil, he willed that his teeth be fashioned into weapons for his Companion's descendants to use. They're

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[rix_scaedu]

Grandsire obviously thought ahead.