Sleepy Fox Hollow entdeckung

Emmerich did not seem to mind that his father was made of few words. He enjoyed their game of mimicry. Mahler did not have to say much, for each of his actions was repeated by the boy at his paws – sloppily and far less coordinated, but with persistence. The pup wanted to prove that he could be just like Mahler. He wanted to show that he was a gargoyle, too, and that he could be strong and brilliant in his decisions.

Mahler’s gesture pulled the boy’s attention. Emmerich glanced between his dad and the chattering bird. His ears swiveled atop his light-colored head. The pup scooted closer to Mahler, bumping his shoulder into the man’s leg without realizing it. He shook his head and looked up to the gargoyle with intent.

Where you go, I go.