Sleepy Fox Hollow Wächter

Emmerich stepped into the sunlight and stretched his legs out as far as they would reach. His belly hairs touched the earth and he straightened himself with a small grunt. The remnants of summer warmth hung in the hollow. It cast a sleepy glow on everything. The boy’s attention shifted from the rustling of the brush to the whisper of wind as it passed through the leaves.

It would be a good day for a patrol, but Emmerich did not want to do it on his own. The young man put his nose to the earth and sniffed deep to catch the scent of his father. As he set out, his intention was to cross paths with @Mahler and ask him if they could tackle the borders together. Emmerich believed this would be a fine way to spend his time and it would give him further ammunition to rub in Isa’s face.