Sly Fox Sand Dunes and there in the deep i lay

He sighed at the outburst, but at the very least the boy was standing.

I'll leave you be. He grunted. But do yourself a favour, stay clear of the west lowlands yeah? Bad wolves there.

A flick of his tail and he trotted off in the direction of Verapaz, contradicting his own statement.

He hoped the young wolf would take his advice; he was far too young to be influenced by the green.