She laughed a little. "Your still the same sweet, needy little boy." She whispered. "Lovely, naive kid. Parts that made me fall in love with you... though you lost your distaste for blood."
Croy suddenly snarled, shoving his face right into Tobys. His brow and nose pintched together and, with his madly, wildy swivling ears in a defensive, angry position and his blank eyes staring into Tobys lifelessly, he had a look of indecent fear and intimidation. "You cant fly." He sneered. "And I doubt you would make it much where I came from. Look, kid, I saved your *ss, I did my job to your sister. I helped her because she was overly incompitant and that was easy to get from her. And if you ever even try to follow me, ill finish the job those scientists wanted to... but ill eat your eyes out first. So dont follow me."
And he stumbled back suddenly, his wings breaking their inclover, and taking him away quickly.
He went down with a shudder not far off.