Quotes About Orro

Did you know Draziri taste like chicken?" I asked. Sean glanced at me, as if not sure if I was okay. "I had no idea." "Orro told me," I told him. "We're besieged by murderous poultry.

What is this?" he whispered. "Mangoes." My father always said mangoes with a Quillonian were a sure bet. I hadn't realized how much of a sure bet. Orro licked the fruit again, looked at it, and suddenly bit into it, shredding the yellow pulp. He'd wolfed down half a mango before he realized I was still there and froze, pieces of mango on his whiskers. "Don't see me.