Blacktail Deer Plateau I was young once and battle born

Sun Spark lifted grizzled head as he heard footfalls and looked at the weasel that had been lain at his feet. Dem dere der hard ta catch aren’t dey. He lifted steely gaze to the boy, though he was old knowledge and fire still burned in his yellow orbs. He averted his gaze quickly so as to not show disrespect, after all he was old, but he was still a subordinate. Hello Peregrin’ His accent eating the boys name a little bit.

He shifted arthritic body and chuckled it’s awful late fir a young man such as yerself ta be out an’ ‘bout tis it not? His tail thumped on grassy knoll as he smiled at the young man that took care of his daughter for him.