Shadewood but now there's ice in my veins, oh

the boy stretched his legs in indignation.  he liked to walk, and he could do it all by himself (thank you, mooom).  he did not have the opportunity to be upset for long.

pyraethus was dense.  he made a heavy sound when he was dropped outside the den, but he did not seem disturbed by it.  dirt, he echoed, swiping a paw against the ground and noticing how it yielded to his touch.

is everywhere. he stated.