Sleepy Fox Hollow beschwichtigen

"es ist wilderei." emmerich's expression made up mahler's own mind: they would go to find these beasts together. ageing though he was, the gargoyle still knew his size and scars gave him a formidable air.
he stalked after the coyotes with a tread that belied his large body. he did not break stems as he walked; he kept to the thinnest places, sometimes lengthening his stride to accommodate this.
twelve hundred yards away they found the bird's remains, reduced to little more than beak, bones, and baggage.
now he was incensed. the man bristled, his hackles raising sharp and tall. "hören."
they stood before the faewood, the splendid oak forest. and just faintly one might hear the notching of tooth upon bone, illicit chewing in the jeweled wolf country.