Fox's Glade you’ll need not ask me for more

Phillip was not aware he was holding his breath until Minnow was finished speaking. He released a soft sigh, relived that she had accepted his identity rather than force another on him.

He turned his head over his shoulder when he heard his friend call to him. Beside him was a new face; he dwarfed the trio and looked mighty intimidating. The lack of a name made him mysterious. Despite the anxiety that prickled up his next, Phillip managed to smile and say H-hello.

He looked back at Minnow with curiosity. He wondered briefly if he was the brother that she spoke of. Zephyr has said he knew him, even when they supposedly never met. Phillip pushed away the thought. He'd rather not dwell on that right now.