Deepwood Weald Sherlock Work

I see what you did there. Silly forgetful Dory

She seemed to lighten up as he repeated what she had said. It came back to her. And maybe, just maybe, the wolf had seen her...And then he denied having so. With her head hung down low, she turned away. She had once again failed. Who knew, maybe it was too late. Perhaps she had suffered the same fate as Scratch.

"Oh. Well, I'd better get on going." She started on walking with a disappointed look on her face, watching upwards for a low branch to climb on, as her flight hadn't come back yet. "Long flight ahead of me. Looking for someone's sister, and stuff like that."