Sleepy Fox Hollow worfeln

"hallo, emmerich."
the boy was muscled and stood to his adult height now, if mahler could approximate. and he had wylla's eyes, shining now out of his face. "i vas going to inspect our stores." he wondered when his son's pelt would prepare for winter. "if ve do not have enough of vhat i need, it vill be time to go beyond the borders."
idly he wondered if isa and emmerich had begun such excursions. the man tipped his broad head, indicating that the boy should walk with him.