Sleepy Fox Hollow Drags me under, takes me home.

Maegi's pale friend did not speak and looking back at the brief time the two had spent together Elfie did not recall a single moment, when the fellow had uttered one word. The boy had written it down to him being shy and reserved in the beginning, but now - could it be so that the man was mute? It did not seem weird at all, because in the back of his mind there was a nagging memory of a wolf, who had had a disability too. 

He leaned down to sniff the top of the skull, then used his paw to flip it around to better inspect the remaining flesh and fur on it. "Where did you get it?" Elfie looked up at Mou and waited for an answer.