Sleepy Fox Hollow Paradise does bleed

Anselm’s next words had cast a shade of doubt over his brother. Emmerich wasn’t certain that their sister would return, at all. It was a different scenario. When Anselm had disappeared, he had been young and it was not likely that he had intended to be away so long. Fortune had smiled on their family, allowing for the boy’s safe return. Isa had made a choice to leave. Perhaps she would find something out there that would keep her away. It could not be predicted, but Emmerich hoped that she would come home, one day.

Nevermind about Isa, he said with a dismissive shrug. There was no need to get emotional over her.

Emmerich prodded his nose near pawprints, catching the familiar whiff of rabbit. He had found the trail that would take them to the cache. Plodding along on heavy paws, the white-hooded boy found his curiosity was too much to subdue.

Tell me about your journey, Anselm. Vhere did you go? Vhat did you see?

Emmerich would follow the rabbit scent until they had their treat.