Trapped (The Iron Druid Chronicles, Book Five)

Trapped - Kevin Hearne

First read of 2013!

This book felt like a little bit of filler. But hey, that's alright, because it was oh so fun and there was some things that I'd really been looking forward to. Like, Granuaile finally gets bound! That rocked! She's got the coolest animal forms ever. These little progressive moments were worth the whole book, not that the book was bad. These books are never bad. It just didn't have as much plot as others. 

I don't want to keep filling this book with spoiler tags, so I'm gonna not say much more. Just, hey yo! If you haven't started this series, you should! It's all sorts of fun!

And because it's not an Iron Druid review without a few quotes! 

Granuaile shapeshifting:

 

"Congratulations. You're a jaguar."
Granuaile's joy at this news elicited an extremely loud roar, startling Oberon and me and the surrounding woods into silence.
[I think every creature near enough to hear that just pooped,] Oberon said, [and then it went into hiding. Hunting tip number one: Stay silent.]

And later:

 

We failed miserably to find any dik-daks, but Oberon wasn't the least bit disappointed. He was highly amused by the entire trip, because Granuaile kept sneezing and didn't get used to her new sense of smell. She'd always been a bit sensitive to odors; her first exposure to demons had caused her to retch miserably for ten minutes. Once we passed near an impressive pile of rhino feces, she gagged and tried to run away from it, but her gagging turned the normally smooth mechanics of a jaguar into a jerky, trembling dance. Oberon chuffed so hard he fell over and pawed helplessly at the sky.
[You know, I've basically been bored for three months while Granuaile was getting bound, but now I'm good. I feel repaid. Never thought I'd see a jaguar brought to it's knees by rhino shit. And it probably dumped that there when she roared.]



Oberon on Shakespeare:

 

"Silence is the perfectest herald of joy," I said.
[Perfectest? Can I get a ruling on this?]
I was quoting Shakespeare, Oberon; therefore, it's allowed.
[That guy gets away with everything! Too bad he didn't live long enough to enjoy it. He'd go up to people and say, "You look like your father, and he had a face like a poxy tit! I'm Shakespeare, so that's allowed."]


That dog is just awesome.