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Ah, there was the mother.

Foxfur was not altogether surprised that she had found the child. A mother’s instinct and nose were unlike anything else. The warrior did feel a small pang in his heart at the boy’s fun being spoiled. Foxfur did not wish for the child to be reprimanded by his parent.

Hello, he offered in return with a slow bow of his head.

Young Lómion was not in any danger. I’ve had an eye on him for a short time. At least, you needn’t worry too much…

It would have been foolish to tell a mother not to fret over her child, he knew good enough. Foxfur did not want to intrude on the woman’s business. His intentions were only to soften the protective gaze of the mother. Boys would venture much sooner than most parents would like.