Sleepy Fox Hollow Verbindung

Dusty asked if he was in trouble right then. Some regret was found in the boy’s belly. He probably should have chased the guy from their home. He merely hadn’t been prepared to fight another wolf. He’d thought about it and figured that he could take Dusty away from the hollow and explain to him that if he was caught inside again, he was going to have his feet chewed off. Then he’d be Stubby Rose for the rest of his life.

You’re getting a lot closer to bein in trouble standing there yapping, he grumbled, pushing the strange fellow on the shoulder with his snout. Perhaps if Emmerich could get a feel for how strong this guy was, he could take him… if things turned south, that is. The young man only wanted to avoid having to call for his mom or dad.

Emmerich began to lead them to the border. Dusty hadn’t wandered too far in. He was lucky that Mahler hadn’t been the one patrolling the area. He would not have been met with as understanding a host. The young wolf wondered if he should try to be more forceful about making Dusty understand. He just kept thinking about calling him Stubby after gnawing his feet off, though. It settled sickly in his stomach.

At the border, Emmerich pointed with his snout. He frowned at Dusty, hoping that a serious expression might get the message across.

You do it proper. You stand outside and call for someone and then you wait for them to come meet you. If you walk into someone’s home, you’re going to get bitten. If I see you in my home again, I’ll… He’d thought about Stubby Rose so much that he began to doubt if it was a good threat or not. I’ll feed you to the gargoyle. That was better.

What are you doing out here without knowing how to be polite anyway? Emmerich sighed.