Wheeling Gull Isle eeyore's house

Job finished, Mou went off to see to some other activity. Moorhen watched him go for a moment, thinking about gifts and the seawolves and about the swiftly-approaching spring. He'd given her an idea about what she ought to do next.

For now, though, she began kicking dirt over the red beam, hoping to make its presence somewhat less offensive before she headed off to capture a nice fish.