Ranulf Meets Caiek
Mint green and purple eyelids narrowed heavily as ranulf drank in the musky odor that only that particular beorc could give off.
Cat Island, Chapter 2
"there's beorc." lyre nodded, and followed her sister. the path they were on was clear enough, through the forest, large trees and other foliage were around them, on either side.
Answers, Exchanged
It was music, music like the beorc played. where was the musician? her eyes darted about, but found nothing. lying back, lethe closed her eyes and sighed.
Strange Points of Arrival
Despite her hatred of humans, or beorc, as they called themselves, she was curious of crimean society, their armies in particular. but then her thoughts were interrupted, and the wind picked up, blowing even more white snow into her eyes. "damned snow!
Cat Island, Chapter 3
It's embarrassing, but our people are more open about it than the beorc. i'll tell you what i was told when i had my first." this got the catboys excited, and they huddled together a little more, waiting for ranulf to speak.
Reacquaintance
"there are-- we laguz have ways to join with beorc." tibarn looked aside, the faintest flush across his dusky cheeks, dim light filtering through his wings. "not that i had planned on using them before, but..." "like what?"