Wapun Meadow tickle that cheek and take your throne.

Etienne ahifted as Anselm came towards them. Gilden eyes upon white face. A soft glance.

Anselm! You be 'urt.

A part of him wanted to ignore the girl and help the mountain man. But he blinked.

I found 'er wounded in the riverbed. Bad 'ead wound. It would been better not to move 'er, but 'er needs warmth and dryness and I need to try and wake 'er up. Fiona and I were just disagreein' about it. W'ich foolish, wastin' time. I realize


He frowned and glared at the ground. Can i 'elp 'er?