Swiftcurrent Creek Babble back, baby bird

Etienne did what he could. He was as present as he could be for his sister and his little neices and nephews.

He joined in with Suzu on occasion with the melodies she sang. He too remembered them well.

He'd babble at the babies in creole amd French and common. Just as their mother had done. And when he was too overwhelmed with heartache he would hunt.

He had learned quickly how to traverse these pack lands. And he was trying to pull his weight. Also when he traveled to hunt. It gave him a reason to search for anselm. Who he could not find. Even Druid had not visited him since that one day and he wondered.

But today, today was a joyous day for eyes were opening.

o bondye. bèl ti bebe