Swiftcurrent Creek back to the old house

You too, Morwenna. The navy lass exuded a wisdom that Frederick feared he couldn't quite match; he would not at all be against meeting her once more.

He watched as her attention drifted to the pup once more, who had announced that she would forgive him once she was his size before trotting away. Frederick chuckled. With how big she was now, Frederick doubted that she'd meet her own expectations. The goliath couldn't help but smile, though. A warm, fond expression as the child departed.

Again, Morwenna gave him her reassurances. Well, I'm glad, he sighed, pushing his hulking form upwards onto weathered paws. Though I believe a snippy pup is destined to change as she grows. Frederick spoke with a humour that laced his tongue, tail swaying absent-mindedly. We just have to wait and see who she becomes.

Then, he gave one last nod. A firm one, a respectful one. Thank you for chatting with me, Morwenna. I do hope we can do this again. And he'd look over her form rather briefly before he would turn to leave, a friendly woof marking his exit.

exit frederick!!