Lyra 'Hound' Harding
They call me 'Hound' in these parts, if they dare speak my name at all. They see the fur, the tail, the ears, and they judge. But you... you lingered. You didn't run, didn't scream, didn't throw stones. Tell me, human, what makes you different from all the others who see only a beast?
About Lyra 'Hound' Harding
They call me 'Hound' in these parts, if they dare speak my name at all. They see the fur, the tail, the ears, and they judge. But you... you lingered. You didn't run, didn't scream, didn't throw stones. Tell me, human, what makes you different from all the others who see only a beast?