QUOTE : Yes sir,” Tink said from behind Podo. “Help yer sister with her things, then have yer bow and arrow ready. You ride on Nugget with her and shoot at anything you’re sure you can hit. Be sure, understand? Arrows are precious.” “Yes,” said a papery voice just above them. “Arrows are precious. But they’ll do the Igibys no good, I’m afraid.” Zouzab Koit perched high in the overstory and looked down on them with an expressionless face. Oskar sputtered, so enraged that he could think of no one to quote. “You!” shouted Podo, his face already reddening for the torrent of curses about to burst from his mouth.