Grouse Thicket the foetus of a new day kicking

renoir shook his head, and lasher would not press a second time, for when one laid out clearly delineated boundaries, the druid was too respectful to overstep such. and so he too turned his attentions to their earlier task, and began to set about for the scent of prey, though he quite despaired of finding any. 

the mystery surrounding renoir had grown, and the spirit was dreadfully curious, but it was obviously a subject that caused the gilded boy such pain, and so lasher did not wish to bring this unto renoir again. let the talk of it die, be put aside -- it did not mean so much to the druid if it tortured the younger man so.