Sleepy Fox Hollow I choose how i sin

Etienne had helped Mahler to get Anselm back and he stayed away from the cavern and the boy. Trying to pull the fraying edges together. Everything was falling apart and he didn't know what to do or say.

So instead he just helped where he could. Continued to fill ca hes. Learn of medicinal herbs. He had done what he could, but he realized his knowledge was surely lacking.

Today after a hunt and a small border patrol of their current place. He lay atop a rock the sun splashing along the brown and tawny of his fur. Eyes closed in silent pleasure at the warmth. Humming a soft sea shanty.