cumbed to the hate that the Priests of the One preached to their masses.  Telven
	he had to stop thinking about it.  He was getting furious again, to the point where a tiny village not far from the road began looking like an inviting target for venting righteous wrath.  He couldnt fathom what that boy could have been thinking.  To turn his back on his family, to spit in Tarrins face the way he did, to try to murder Jalit was just inconceivable to Tarrin and to the Cat.  The Cat was much more flabbergasted than Tarrin, almost into insensibility, and Tarrin knew what that meant.  Once it managed to recover enough to be semi-rational again, it was going to try to overtake him and send him into a rage, like it did after Tarrin found out that Jasana had been the one to put the blood in the potion.  The time in dragon form had muted it a little, but he could feel it rising up in him, preparing to unleash its pent-up outrage on anything and anyone.
	He had gone far enough.  He was almost two hours ahead of the others, and he knew that Miranda was already leading them to him.  He descended and landed by the river, which was shallow and fast-moving here, the sound of water splashing on rocks reaching his ears and making him feel a little more tranquil.  He blew out his breath and sat down in the grass by the riverbank, looking down at the water, seeing the glow of the light of his wings on the surface of the water.  He shivered those wings slightly, but did not retract them.
	And he would not.  Ever.
	Someone had to stand up.  Someone had to walk down the street and be not normal and show the people that the Priests were lying to them.  Someone had to show them that the One was the one who was their enemy.  Someone had to show Telven
	Telvenfor Niamis sake, why?
	He would hide no more.  He didnt care how much trouble it caused him.  The wings were a part of him, and he would not hide them.  If he had to slaughter every church soldier and Priest in every town he visited along the way to finding Kimmie, well, that was so much the better.  But he would not hide his wings again.  He might need to withdraw them temporarily to negotiate tight quarters, and certainly when he went to sleep or Mist would scalp him, but he wouldnt hide them, he wouldnt hide who he was, anymore.
	He had to shake himself to calm down againhe was right on the verge of exploding.  He glanced down and saw red, and at first he thought his vision was hazing over from his anger, but he realized that he was still covered in blood, and the smell of that blood, which he hadnt noticed until now, was aggravating his temper.
	Wellthere was a river right here.
	Undressing, having to retract his wings to get them out of his shirt, he trudged down into the water until it came up to his waist, and then spent a considerable amount of time in the surprisingly warm, slightly muddy water scrubbing blood off his skin and out of his hair and fur.  After he was done, he bent to the laborious task of washing the blood out of his shirt and trousers and vest, but found that it wouldnt come out.  Nonplussed, Tarrin simply used a Wizard spell to cleanse his clothing, then left them laying by the riverbank to dry as he sat on a rock half submerged in the river and rebraided his wet hair.  He sat in the waning light of the afternoon sun, feeling its warmth rain down on him, and finally felt like he was calming down.  The simple act of getting clean took his mind off Telven, off how betrayed he felt, and let him look at things with more logic and less emotion.
	It was a given now that anything the children knew about him and the others, now the Priests of the One knew.  That meant they knew about his power, they knew about Mist and Miranda, they knew about Dolanna, and they probably knew that they were from another world.  He wasnt sure if that information was good or bad, for there was an outside chance that perhaps the church would give Tarrin a very wide berth if they knew just who they were dealing with.  But that was probably just wishful thinking.  Odds were, the church knew that Tarrin and Dolanna were Sorcerers, or what they called the Damned, and they were going to specifically make it a point to come after them.  Tarrin and Dolanna were the embodiment of everything the church preached against.
	Fine.  Let them come.  He was tired of hiding.
	Shaking his head a little, feeling the weight of his damp braid, Tarrin looked down at his leathers and blew out his breath.  He wouldnt wear them wet, so he shifted into his human form, complete with its set of clothing, and sat back down on the rock after laying his clothes out to dry in the waning sunlight.  He looked up at the sky and saw the clouds start to roll in from the west, threatening to hide the sun as it crept closer and closer to the horizon.  It wasnt going to be easy now.  The Priests now knew about Tarrins shapeshifting, and he was pretty sure that they now knew about his weakness against silver.  He was pretty sure he told Zyri about that, and he had little doubt that Zyri had repeated the tales he told to her to her brothers.  He would not be surprised at all if the next batch of Hunters to cross paths with him were wielding silvered swords.  They knew about the others too, so it was going to be dangerous for everyone.
	Fine.  He didnt care anymore.  If he had to leave a trail of bodies behind him on his way to get Kimmie and Phandebrass, that was just fine with him.  Perhaps, after he killed enough of the Ones people, the god would get the message and call off his followers.  Hed lost his sense of adventure with all this now.  All he wanted to do now was find Kimmie and Phandebrass, arrange for the gate spell to be used, and then go home.
	Sighing, leaning back on his hands, he curled his wings around himself a little and looked up into the sky, his expression pensive, distant.  Sometimes he cursed his wings and what they represented, but at that moment, there was a strange comfort in them.  They were warm, radiating a gentle heat that soothed him, and he was aware of every square finger of them in a way that no one would really understand.  They were more than simple appendages, they were a manifestation of the power that he had once possessed, and that was what he was aware of at that moment.  By mere thought, the wings lost their ragged appearance and became like an Aeradallas wings, with structure and feathers, colored in the hues of fire, in reds, blues, whites, oranges, and yellows, which gave them a strange mottled appearance.  They looked grand, he supposed, after staring at the inside slope of one, but he liked them the other way.  They reverted to their normal appearance, looking not quite like an Aeradallas wings, not quite like Shiikas wings, something of a vague hybrid of the two, whose borders shifted slightly as the living fire seemed to undulate like a dancing flame.  Their power was needed now, for without Sorcery, without Druidic magic, facing what he knew that they were going to face, they were going to need everything they could get.  Miranda couldnt protect them all, he knew that.  If he was going to do what he intended to do now, he needed all the power they could give to him.
	He was going to end this madness.  He was going to get Kimmie and Phandebrass and get everything done as quickly as possible, so they could all just go home.  He would take Zyri and Jal with him, raise them as his own, and they would leave Telven to face the consequences of the choice he had made.  Zyri and Jal would grow up happy and wanting for nothing, but Telven would reap the harvest of the seeds he had sown this day, living out his life being afraid and hating.
	Well, Im glad to see youre calm, Mirandas voice came out of thin air, just behind him and to his right.
	Miranda.  How far away are you?
	About a half an hours ride.  Are you going to stay where you are, or do you want to come to us?
	I guess Ill come to you, its faster, he answered.  Which direction?
	Were due north of you, she answered.
	Ill be there in a few minutes, he told her, standing up. Let me get my clothes, he added, looking at his damp clothes laid out on the ground.
	Well be waiting.
	Tarrin collected his damp leathers, and then, still holding them, he spread his wings and lanced up into the air.  He quickly oriented himself due north and picked up speed as he gained altitude, until he was nearly a longspan above the ground, and the terrain below was laid out before him like a verdant blanket, and easily visible for longspans in every direction.  What would take half an hour on horseback he could traverse in a matter of minutes, so he started looking for them not long after he levelled out his climb.  That high up, he could see the storm front to the west much more clearly, and he knew that it was going to start raining sometime during the night.
	He spotted them, still mounted, standing their horses by the riverbank not a few moments after looking at the storm.  He immediately started descending, feeling that strange lightness in his stomach, like he was falling, but by now he was used to that sensation.  He was upon them quickly, flaring out his wings and twisting a little in midair, then putting his feet on the ground a dozen or so spans away from them.
	He didnt expect what happened.  Zyri burst into tears and slid off her horse, then ran towards him.  Her action startled him a little bit, but he should have expected it.  The poor girl had had her own brother betray her.  He opened his arms to her, and almost staggered back when she slammed into him, clutching him tightly, sobbing into his chest.  He saw that Jal was mounted with Mist, sitting in front of her.  His mate had her paws around the boy in a protective manner, and that he was leaning against her.  He was also trembling, not a little bit, holding onto Mists paw with both hands, hands which were shaking so badly that he doubted the boy could have gotten off the horse.
	Did you have any trouble? Tarrin asked Dolanna in a neutral voice.
	No, dear one.  Did you?
	He shook his head.  I didnt kill Telven, though I should have, he growled.  If anything, I want the boy to live long enough to appreciate the mistake he made today.
	IIcant believehed do that! Zyri said chokingly.
	Hush, little bit, Tarrin said with infinite tenderness, stroking her hair.  I think we should camp here, Dolanna.
	We might be too close, dear one, she said hesitantly.
	Zyri cant ride right now, Dolanna, Haley told her.  And I think we all need a chance to sit down and collect ourselves.
	Dont worry, Dolanna, Tarrin said in a quiet, flat tone that they all knew too well.  No one will bother us.
	I, very well, she said with a nod.
	Tarrin accepted Fireflash onto his shoulder, dipping his head down to nuzzle his pet briefly, then held his hand out to Mist as she dismounted and approached him.  Her huge paw swallowed up his human hand, and standing beside her like that reminded him how huge she was now, as big as him.  It was easy to forget sometimes.  Are you well? she asked.
	He nodded.  Well enough.
	They set up camp right there, but Tarrin couldnt do very much.  Zyri was still crying uncontrollably, so he ended up sitting right where hed been standing, holding her close and letting her cry herself out, keeping his wings partially curled around them both as a measure of comfort.  He ended up with Jal as well, for the boy same over and sat beside him, still trembling, until Tarrin unfurled a wing and wrapped it around him.  He didnt clutch onto Tarrin as Zyri did, but he stayed up against his side, holding onto the outer edge of Tarrins wing to keep it around himas if he felt safe while wrapped within the living fire.
	After the camp was set up, Dolanna, Sarraya, and Miranda sat with him as Mist cooked and the others scouted the area, wary of the church sending soldiers or Hunters to kill them.  Tarrin kept hold of the children as the smell of stew reached them, stew and potatos baking on stones surrounding the fire, and pan bread baking just beside them.
	What happened? Miranda asked quietly.  What we didnt see.  I felt some serious magic flying.
	He nodded.  I got into a spell war with the Priests, then, once Ulger came back for this little tiger here, I was free to change and deal with them.
	Tarrin, we must face Dolanna started, but he cut her off.
	I know.  Everything weve told the children, the Priests know now.  They know about me, you, what were doing here, everything.
	Zyri started crying harder again, but Tarrin put a hand on her back to calm her.  Its not your fault, Zyri.  Or yours, Jal.  Its something that would have eventually happened no matter what.  This is the third town weve visited where weve done major damage, so it was just a matter of time.  He glanced at the fire.  That suits me just fine, he said.  Im tired of hiding.
	Completing our tasks will be harder, I fear, Dolanna said.
	Maybe not, Miranda mused.  If Kimmies smart, and she is, shell have avoided civilization.  Im hoping that this was the last city she visited.  The girl should have realized by the time they got here that just staying out in the country was the smartest thing to do.
	Im not sure what theyre doing, but there does seem to be a kind of plan, Sarraya injected.  They moved in straight lines from place to place.  Theyre going where theyre going on purpose.
	Miranda nodded in agreement.  We can only hope that they finished what they were doing, and now theyll stay off the main shipping lanes.
	If only we could contact Kimmie, Dolanna fretted.  She has an amulet.  But mine simply will not work.
	Are there any Wizard spells in the book that can let us talk to her? Sarraya asked Tarrin, landing on his other shoulder.
	He shook his head.  Ive looked.  Kimmie and Phandebrass have spells that can do that, but I guess they either never put them in my book, or theyre too advanced for me.
	If we cannot talk to Kimmie, then we must have her talk to us, Dolanna stated.  We must let her know we are here.
	She might already know, if rumor has gotten ahead of us.  Stories of a fire-winged man with a tail shouldnt be hard for her to identify.
	This is not Sennadar, Sarraya, Dolanna sighed.  If anything, we are ahead of any rumors.  We travel much faster than most anyone else.  The only ones that might have advance information is the church of the One, and they would not disseminate that kind of information.
	Oh.  Yeah, youre right, Sarraya agreed.
	Well, you can travel faster than anyone, Miranda proposed, looking at Tarrin.  If you can carry me, we can hunt down Kimmie.  We can make up the twelve days in a matter of hours.
	We could do that, but were not, Tarrin said.  I wont leave the others undefended.  If we go, we leave the others without any kind of magical protection.  Since anything that comes after us will be a magic-user, thats unacceptable.
	Then take us all, Sarraya said casually.  In dragon form, you can carry half a village, Tarrin.
	Have you ever ridden a dragon, Sarraya? Tarrin asked pointedly.
	Well, no, she answered.
	Trust me, you dont want to learn when youre a longspan above the ground.
	Then just basket us, Miranda said with a grin.  You said Ariana carried you around in a basket.  We just make a really big basket, and you carry it while you fly.
	Fine.  Make me a basket big enough to carry us all, Tarrin said bluntly.
	Iah.  Point taken, she winked.
	That is an idea though, he agreed.  We just dont have the resources to carry it out right now.  It would be way too dangerous for you all to try to ride on my back.  The only real safe place is just behind my head.  Anywhere else, and youre going to fall off.
	What about further down the neck? Sarraya asked.
	He shook his head.  My neck is narrowest just behind my head.  Go further back and youre sitting on a flat space you cant lock your legs around.  Theres no way for you to keep your seat if I turn.  Youll slide right off my neck.
	That would be a problem, yes, Miranda winked.
	We dont have to rush, Tarrin said with hard eyes.  Well catch up to Kimmie and Phandebrass.  Weve already cut their lead by more than half.
	Why do we not have to rush? Dolanna asked pointedly.
	Because Im not going out of my way to accommodate anyone else anymore, he answered.  Im going to find Kimmie and Phandebrass, and then were going home.  And Goddess help anyone who gets in my way, he finished in a seething hiss.
	Tarrin, we are not here to start a holy war, Dolanna warned.
	Im not going to, he told her. But I will not hide.  Not now.  Im going to walk down the street in my normal form and with my wings out.  If theyre stupid enough to get in my way, theyll pay for it.  If they leave me alone, I leave them alone.  Sneaking around hasnt worked for us, Dolanna.  Now, we do it the Were-cat way.
	Its about damned time, Mist said with a snort from the fire.
	Dear one, you are the reason sneaking through has not worked, she said with a slightly accusing look.  Though, I must admit, I might have done what you have done myself.  I find the church of the One repugnant, evil, and completely despicable, and nothing would please me more than wiping it from the face of this world.  But that is a fight we cannot win, so we must be more careful.
	We had to be.  But now I can flatten anyone who crosses us.
	Literally, Miranda said with a throaty chuckle.
	Tarrin nodded.  This change in my power was just what we needed to be able to just bull our way to  Kimmie.  If we come up against more than we can handle at any one time, I just change into a dragon and sweep them aside.  He shifted slightly, keeping his grip on both children, then looked over at Dolanna.  He could see that she wasnt sitting well with his intentions, but then again, the look on her face told him that she knew better than to push him.  The expression on his face made it clear that he would not be moved in the matter, and she knew him well enough to understand it.  The breadth of the friendship between them was such that they often communicated with one another without saying a word.
	Well, then, I must ask, what do we do now? Dolanna said tentatively.  Going to cities will be difficult, and we will need supplies.
	We go anyway, Tarrin said bluntly.  When I said I wont hide, I meant I will not hide.  If I have to kill a few hundred zealots, then so be it.
	Tarrin, you are talking war.
	Perhaps its about time someone brought a little taste of conflict to the lives of these sheep, Tarrin growled.  If they want to hate me and everything that I stand for, then let them see it up close and personal.
	Dear one, she sighed, let us not backslide.  If you are so intent on this, then I will accept it.  But we do not have to go looking for trouble.
	Yeah, itll find us all by itself, Sarraya said with an evil little chuckle.
	My meaning is, do not become what they think you to be, she said patiently.  Show them that they are wrong, not that they are justified to believe as they do.
	Miranda nodded.  Id listen to Dolanna, Tarrin, she agreed.  I know your tempers all up in a knot right now, but think about that once you calm down a little.
	I proably will, at least after I calm down some, he grunted, squeezing the two children in his arms.  These two are the only reason Im not out trying to hunt down someone to kill.
	I think you being in your human form is helping with that, dear one, Dolanna said with a slight smile.  You were ever more reasonable when your human half has greater prominence in your mind.
	Are you saying that were irrational, Dolanna? Mist asked gratingly.
	Yes, Mist, you are, she said honestly.
	Mist snorted.  Finally, a human that understands us, she said, leaning over the stewpot to test its aroma.
	Sarraya laughed.  Were-cats are easy to understand.  Just stuff a bucket of attitude into a perfume bottle, and you have the average Were-cat.
	Lets not start comparing races, Sarraya.  I wouldnt want to embarrass all of you, Miranda said with a cheeky grin.
	Yeah, like your people are all that impressive, fuzzybutt, Sarraya shot back.
	Haley and Azakar reined in their horses on the far side of the camp, and Ulger came up just behind them.  They let the horses join the others in the free-roaming miniature herd that made up their horsesthey were told not to wanderand the three came over and sat down by the fire.  Theres no pursuit anywhere, Ulger announced.  There was a column of church soldiers that went west from the city, but theyre no threat to us.  He looked over to Mist.  That smells good.
	Its not ready, she said with a warning stare.
	But Im hungry, he complained.
	She held up a single finger and extended her claw.  Remember what happened last time you stuck your hand in my cooking?
	He put his hands behind his back.  Well, the blood did make it taste better, he admitted.
	If youre that hungry, grab some bread out of the food pack, she told him brusquely as she stirred the stew, then put a lid on it and placed a spit holding several strips of meat beside the hanging kettle.  As soon as the meats cooked, itll be ready, she announced.
	Well, I think we can unsaddle the horses, Haley announced.  I dont think well need a quick getaway tonight.
	Ill take care of it, Azakar announced, turning and going back to the horses.
	Ill give you a hand, Zak, Miranda called, then got up and hurried after him.  I need to learn how to do this.  I dont know much about horses.
	Helping you will keep my mind of of Mists stew, Ulger chuckled, then he turned and went to aid his brother Knight.
	Zyri and Jal refused to let go of him as they ate dinner, and it took quite a bit of coaxing to calm them down and get them to eat something.  Tarrin took that opporunity to change back into his normal form and put on some dry clothes, but they returned to his strong arms as soon as they were finished.  Zyris storm of weeping seemed to be over, but she continued to cling to him, keeping her head against his stomach.  Jal, whose exhaustion had finally overwhelmed him, had fallen asleep, and had slumped down into his lap.  Tarrin put a paw on Jals back, which was nearly as large as Jals back itself, then wrapped his wings around them to give Zyri some additional comfort.  Being surrounded by someone, feeling safe and protected, he felt that she needed that right now.  The others sat around the fire a while, but one by one they drifted off to their tents, until there was only him and Mist.  She sat with him, and he opened his arm and wing to her and let her snuggle up against his other side.  And for the first time in a while, he felt curiously complete.  He had a mate in one arm and a child in the other.  Zyri wasnt his child, but her need had awakened his strong protective instincts, and at that moment it really didnt matter that she wasnt one of his children.  She needed him, and that was all that mattered.
	I think we dont do this often enough, Mist said in contentment, putting her paw on the back of his, which was still resting on Jals back.  It still looked a little odd that her paw was almost as large as his.  Mist was only a shade shorter than him now, as towering and regal as Triana.
	I know, he agreed.  Do you think Im doing the right thing?
	No, she answered honestly.  Theres a time for brute force, and a time for stealth.
	But Telvens going to tell them about us.  We cant hide.
	We cant hide, but you going around with your wings out will draw every eye to us, she told him.  We dont have to hide to be overlooked.  Were stalking our prey, Tarrin.  We cant do that stomping on every dry leaf in the forest.
	I know, but, he said, then he sighed.  Then he chuckled.  Wasnt it you you were just agreeing with me?
	I agree that we stop sneaking around, but that doesnt mean I agree with us marching up to Kimmie and inviting every church soldier and Priest to take a shot at us along the way.  You know Id never tell you what to do, but you asked my opinion.
	You always give good advice, Mist.
	Odd that Im agreeing with a human on this one, she snorted.  But at least Dolanna wont pretend like the human way is the only way.  Ive never met a more arrogant species.
	Its a racial flaw, he shrugged.
	Im amazed that you used to be one of them, she snorted.
	Well, we all cant be perfect, he answered.  Now then, feeling better, little bit?
	Zyri sniffled.  A little, she replied in a weak voice.
	It helps to talk about it, kitling, Mist said in a surprisingly gentle voice.
	I cant believe hed do that, she said weakly.  I cant believe
	Just let him go, Zyri, Tarrin told her.  Hes made his choice.  If hes old enough to make that choice, then hes old enough to live with the consequences of his actions.
	But hes my brother! she protested.
	And look what he did to you, Tarrin told her.  You did nothing wrong, Zyri.  The fault is his.  Hes not a child anymore, little bit.  What he did today was tell you that you dont have to protect him anymore.  Hes made his first adult decision, honey.  Its the wrong decision, but it was his to make.  Just dont dwell on it.  Hes decided what he wants to do with his life.  Dont let his decision ruin your life.
	But, but
	Theres no but, kitling, Mist told her bluntly.  The boys gone.  Face it.  If he ever does show up again, odds are Ill kill him.
	Zyri blanched at Mist.
	Dont be surprised, girl.  You listened to Tarrins stories, you know what were like.  We dont take well to betrayal.  You can say that thats the worst thing you can do to a Were-cat, because among us, our word is our bond.  Im amazed that Tarrin didnt kill him on the spot, but sometimes he does stupid things.
	Thanks, Tarrin said dryly.
	Tarrin told you what to do, girl, she continued.  You have to live your own life.  You dont have to look after him anymore, and you dont have to be Jals mother.  So, the question is, what do you want to do?
	Zyri looked away from her, and put her head against Tarrins stomach again. I dont know, she answered in a small voice.
	Then think about that instead of thinking about that treacherous brother of yours, she instructed in a cold tone.  You cant change the past, so just accept it and move on.  And think about what you want to do with your life instead of worrying about your brothers.  Ones gone, and one has people to watch for him now, so you dont have to be his mother anymore.
	Zyri was silent.  Tarrin stroked her back and her dark hair, then patted her shoulders.  She responded by grabbing the edge of his wing in her small hands and playing with the solid fire, tracing her finger along a border between colors that often made the appendages look like they had feathers.
	Well, if anything, you have time, kitling.  Its not something you can decide here and now.  But dont let me catch you moping.
	Yes, Mist, she said quietly.
	Well, youre being awfully motherly, Tarrin teased in the manner of the Cat, which Zyri could not hear or understand.
	Someone needs to be, she replied in similar fashion.  Besides, she looks at you like her father.  Its only fitting that she feel like she has a mother too.
	Strange family, he mused with a slight smile.
	You?  Talking about a strange family?  Please, she retorted.
	True, he chuckled aloud.  Now, little bit, you need to get some sleep.  Well have a long day tomorrow.  Go to your tent and get some sleep.
	Can I stay with you tonight? she asked after a moment.  I, I dont want to be alone.
	Well, I think we can let you, but just for tonight, Tarrin said after looking at Mist, who nodded.
	Youll have to wait a while, though.  Me and Mist are on guard duty, Tarrin told her.
	Thats alright, she said.  I can stay awake.
	She was quiet a moment, and Tarrin looked down and saw that she was asleep.  Riiiiight, he drawled in a quiet tone.

	Finding Kimmies trail as it left the city was going to be a problem, but one that had an easy solution.  After everyone was up and ready to go, Tarrin flew very high up into the sky over the city, so high that nobody would notice him, and used Mirandas spyglass to find the magically marked trail she left behind, for he was the recipient of Mirandas tracking spell that morning.  Sarraya was with him, so after he saw that she left the city travelling on the road going east, he was supposed to send Sarraya back with the inforamation and wait where they could see him to lead them to the path.  But since it was on the road, he decided that it would be easy enough to find it, so they both returned to the group and forded the river a longspan north of where they were camped, on what looked like a rarely used wagon path.
	Tarrin knew they were all looking at him.  He was riding at the forefront, but after a night of thinking it over, he decided that listening to Dolanna and Mist was the wisest thing to do, so he was in his human form and his wings were concealed.  Mist was right; even if they did know about him and the others, there was no reason to be flaunting himself all over the place and draw every eye to him.  He wasnt alone in the saddle, however, for Fireflash was on his shoulder, and Jal was riding in the saddle in front of him.  Jal was still a little traumatized by yesterday, so he kept the boy with him to reassure him.  He spent the time following Kimmies trail by having Jal use his power, both to get used to how it felt when he did so and to see how much control Jal had over it.
	Not much control at all, he discovered.  Jal could create water and ice, but the ice he created was crudely shaped in the form he wanted it to be.  Tarrin berated him a bit for that, and started trying to teach him how to refine that ability, to make shapes exactly the way he wanted them to be.  Tarrin had no experience with the boys power, but he figured that his ability to create ice was similar to a Druids Conjuring ability, and it just took a little mental imagry and concentration to get what he was after.  Tarrin demonstrated with fireforms, which, he figured, was a pretty close approximation to what Jal was doing.
	They made little p