Sleepy Fox Hollow Just long enough to overthink.

Anselm listened to Etienne describe how he’d found the girl. The image was gristly, and spoke ill of survival. 

He grunted, marveling at the girl’s luck. She just so happened to be stupid near his home, where his capable healer would find her. He knew the forces of the world could pull things to their appointed destinations. Immediately, he was distrustful of the girl and her family. 

You had to move her, as you said. Time vill tell if she is veak. Like her mother, he almost muttered. But the Widow had been a hard match, and more than bested him. Have you seen a volf give up?