Sleepy Fox Hollow abwarten

mahler nodded gently, but he was not altogether convinced. yet the rearing of children still had ill-prepared him for the emotions of a girl who could not be so far off from phaedra's age.
he thought of her, suddenly and vibrantly.
"all right, tierra," the man granted with a low rumble. "take her and report back to me vhen you have returned." a breeze played about his heavy shoulders.