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The wolf introduced himself as Eljay from a place called Brecheliant, which was a mouthful to say. Pyramus did not attempt it, afraid he might ruin the good air between them. Something about the name Eljay brought a fluttering of joy to the halfling.

Oh, yes, that would be-

Wonderful, amazing, the most spectacular thing that a poor halfling could have ever imagined. Oh, Pyramus was wiggling so fiercely that his hips seemed to all but turn him in a circle.

What’s a fen? Pyramus finally asked with a curious tilt of his head.

The wolfdog was much more at ease with Eljay, at least he appeared incredibly friendly to the man from Brecheliant. Instinct urged him forward so that the wolf did not have to speak loudly. Pyramus still did what he could to keep a respectful distance between their two bodies.