Sleepy Fox Hollow Catacombs and water mains.

Etienne was playong with fire and he was definitely to close. Close enough he could see the finer hairs if Anselms face. And the way there were small flecks in his eyes. This wasn't good. This boy didn't deserve a second kind thought.

Eti made a soft mm sound at Amselms claim he gave him a nickname. And a small laugh escaped him. It wasn't exactly a nickname.

Eti shifted and shook his head. I don't 'ave to do anyting you say. So no i don't tink I will. W'y i be tellin' you someting you want?

Etienne looked at his berry bush and then back behind Anselm. He needed to get it replanted or it would die.