Sleepy Fox Hollow My paws are tired

mahler's mouth twitched. he was certainly more indulgent than before, because he might have gruffly separated them before.
the softness with old age!
"very good, isa," mahler praised, raising an eye at emmerich. "everyvone should learn such things. as i have told them," he said to the moonglow wolf, "i vas a varrior first and almost died before i learned medicine."
but his eyes were warm toward them both. "go and get my travel-bag, please," he instructed with a wink.