Sleepy Fox Hollow entdeckung

The young boy was learning by example.

Emmerich would follow his father closely, looking up at the gargoyle and then down to the actions that he took. The child’s ears were pointed, intent. He searched Mahler’s face as the old man revealed a swarm of plump grubs. When the boy’s father ate some, Emmerich did not hesitate to do the same. His small tongue swept up two large grubs and pulled them into his mouth in a satisfying squish. The grubs tasted better than the pill bugs, by far.

When he had swallowed his treat down, he stood beside Mahler and looked up to the man with an inquisitive stare. What next, dad?