Whitebark Stream mulberry

He shook his head and shimmied his shoulders, as if to rid himself completely of the reputation of being a dangerous man. Only if you’re a sheep in wolf’s clothing, He assured her with a wink. Some of his confidence disappeared, melting away when she flattered him. It wasn’t often that anyone other than his wife complimented him; he was surprised to realize how flustered the kind woman’s words made him feel. G’waaaan, He said, gently pawing her shoulder as a dismissal. 

He looked up, though, losing some of his embarrassment when she spoke again. Well, sure, He answered with a small shrug. I owe you and Sun Eater a wedding gift, anyway, He said. 

She accepted the offer, but set the bar high. Oh, only the fiiiiinest of sheeps, He promised wryly a laugh. I promise only the very baaaaaaaa-st. He bleated.