Arrow Lake Bring along a good strong umbrella capable of handling falling animals

His dam's pained cry did the trick; Dragomir could not sense the exaggeration in it, so he backed away immediately with the backward press of his ears and the curling of his tail. In the moment it might seem a cruel trick to play on a young boy, but this sort of lesson was necessary, lest he grow to be a creature whose fangs knew no restraint. He would not last long among his brethren if he could not temper his blows, so though he looked shocked and worried now, Aure was doing him a great favour.

He flinched away from her touch, as he was wont to do, and peered up at her as she returned to her usual soft-spoken demeanour. All forgiven then, Dragomir assumed. ji'dl, the boy repeated in a babyish slur, pausing to lick his muddy chops. But as Aure rose and began to step away, beckoning him to follow, a needy mischief rose suddenly in him and he spun the opposite way with a shrieking giggle and took off into the trees.