Bearclaw Valley i fancied myself a witch

gonna slap an ending on this <3

laurel might have punished him, but merrick was visibly thrilled at her next words. and she would take him to see the birds! with a little cry of delight, the boy started off at a run. however, memories of what had recently occurred flared fresh in his mind, and merrick instead slowed to a respectful trot. they moved off together and it was not long before he was counting the birds for laurel, stumbling over his numbers and yet armed with a child's confidence.