Redtail Rise He was never demanding, just understanding.

Etienne did not know what a put was? Was it a hole? A cave? The swamp itself?

Because. W'y would I be wantin' in a swamp? Suckin', pullin' mud and stale air. Non i prefer open skies, salt and sand amd sea.

Etienne's fur ruffled. I never be kicked out of not'ing.