Wapun Meadow The road is getting hard to see

Frederick nodded, then. The first who wished to use the nickname. Such a thought made him smile. And Etienne's smile, too, it lit up his face, and perhaps even the meadow around them, as he spoke of his sister and her children. I'm glad that they were all born healthy, he said with a dip of his head. No complications for Suzu, I hope?

He wondered of the pups. How are the children? His voice was mild, though eyes shone with genuine interest. He had never known much about puppies, but he did know that they were notorious for both their cuteness and their chaos. Perhaps he would get to experience that someday. A curious flick of his tail.