Ocean's Breath Plateau all we are is dust in the wind

The call came from far away; Dutch howled back, loud and joyful, and went gladly to meet the man. Raced himself, in fact, and came panting and prancing into sight.

"You made good time," he said, his tail wheeling in buoyant relief to see the man alive, and looking as well as ever. "Come and eat! And tell me their names — how many little siblings do I have?"

He had no notion that these were not Aditya's children. Easy had not confided in him, and he'd never had to wonder about it before.

"How was the rest of your trip?" he asked as he led the way back toward Morningside's borders.