Deepwood Weald And we all love to sing along

he followed the young woman that was his son's wife, albeit from a distance. he could claim his own errands, after all, if he was far behind.

but adi caught up eventually as her pace slackened, and before she set off to search again, he chuffed toward her.

arrey, ladki, he called out, tail wagging, eyes warm in greeting.

he would join her on the hunt—if she'd have him.