Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 16

#132 of ander 16 "danado! dan, where are you!?" lana half-screamed. she couldn't find her stupid little brother anywhere, but she didn't want to wake the whole village looking for him.

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Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 4

"i told you, just move on to the girl," danado insisted. "unlike me, she could actually use your help." "at least let me bandage these up." danado finally relented and let bethany treat his wounds.

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Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 20

"danado will be the key," he whispered, randomly pulling debris from the ground, not really paying attention to what he was doing. "danado?" "he's the only one who can name names, and his entire body is covered in evidence.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 43

"from nilia it spread to mellah and sorrin, and from them it spread to danado, and from danado it spread to lana. simultaneously, from hezzi it spread to renna, and from renna..."

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 59

danado had done that, but not the old, quiet, soft-spoken, shy danado who used to live with his sister. this was a new danado, a cold danado, a danado who simply didn't care about anything except vengeance.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 146

"to the doctoring tent..." he wheezed, hiking danado a little higher onto his back. "you snivelling curs can cover me at least until then, right?" "yes, sai!"

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 62

He could see the top of danado's head sticking up over the wall of snow, peeking right back.

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Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 19

danado was curled up in the corner, and lana was kneeling by his side, tending to his wounds with a wet rag.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 112

For kiana, for their unborn baby, for bethany and rufio, for sarah, for all the foxes and all the wolves who had joined their side, for hezzi, for nilia, sorrin, mellah, danado, renna, for them it counted. for them it meant something.

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 58

"i'm sorry, nilia," danado said, "but this isn't your choice to make. it's mine. now please... give me the bow." nilia did not move. she was like a statue, her emerald eyes unblinking, but danado could sense her anger.

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Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 13

#129 of ander 13 the whole world was quickly sliding down into hell, and danado didn't have the faintest idea of how to deal with it. normally he wouldn't even be in a position where he felt he actually _needed_ to deal with anything.

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 63

danado pulled nilia's bow out of the snow and drew an arrow from the quiver on her back.

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