Two Rivers Isle the most loneliest day of my life

This place was much like the last: trees everywhere, wild smells, sometimes there was a good stick he would carry with him for a few leagues of his journey - but in the end he was too tired to bother, and too lethargic, because Nils had come to the abysmal conclusion that his master was indeed so lost that even Nils could not track him down.

That meant there would be no more easy meals. No more playdates at his favorite park. No more peanut butter! The dog bemoaned his losses, and let his sad-but-obnoxious caroling carry through the trees and over the otherwise stilled, frozen water of the river: Barrooowwwhhh, owwhhoooh, it was utterly disruptive to the calm winter scene, not that Nils took notice.