Whitebark Stream verlorener bruder

mahler smiled softly, pleased by both her comment and her invitation. "of course," he told the little healer. "i suppose i vill give that dear friend of mine some time to regroup before i arrive," he joked wryly of wintersbane. "the, ah, green things: they are for you. i vas gathering my own for rivenvood and felt you might also make use of them."
he wanted to ask after wintersbane's injury, but under iana's tutelage and skill, he knew the man would be rather all right. "i still mean for us all to have that hunt," the graf added in a gentle tone.