[ It probably says a lot that the howler is what brings a shiver up her spine, not the sandskid. A giant worm is just a vicious animal, but the dead howlers she's seen dragged back are utterly terrifying. Many of the "monsters" Julie's heard of, from him and others, sound like either other races of sentient beings, or simply some kind of beast. But the first time she saw a howler, she understood on an instinctive level that she was looking at a monster.

The story is both impressive and funny at the same time; imagining his face as an enormous worm swallows his target is particularly hysterical. She lets the tooth hang back down against her sternum and wraps her arms around his neck. She smirks. ]

Well, I'm flattered that you looked at a big worm and thought of me. Most girls could only wish to be so lucky. [ Her tone is teasing, a little sing-songy. ] Any suggestions for what spell I should use?