" You’ll be glad to know that your precious ‘jewels’ have escaped once more,” Zouzab had said. He sat cross-legged by a fire and shoveled a handful of sugarberries into his mouth, then passed the basket to the other ridgerunner. The red stains around their mouths looked like blood. "

― Andrew Peterson , North! or Be Eaten (The Wingfeather Saga, #2)