Emberwood goodbye, sweet prince

claudia made a little wolfish curtsey and followed at madeleine's side as they walked in luke's tracks. "que pensez-vous de lui?" the child whispered in only a voice her guardian could hear. "je te l'ai dit," the redfurred woman rejoined with a sniff. "je ne lui fais pas confiance."


but still she trekked behind the man, who had been the only provable source of a potential home.