Sleepy Fox Hollow worfeln

Mahler seemed pleased with his son’s ambitions. The young wolf was mildly surprised to hear that guardians must leave their homes, as well. Emmerich had never shied away from such a thing, but he had been sure that his duties were to keep their home safe. If it was what he must do, he would. The boy did not back down from any challenge.

The gargoyle mentioned herbs that they would need to stock up on. The white-hooded boy frowned lightly at the question he’d been asked. He did not know where they might find those things. The herbal lessons had been lost on him. He had spent all his time focused on one task – guardianship.

I do not know, papa. West, there is water. Emmerich had seen the creek on his patrols. Beyond that, there were trees that grew dark and thick. The forest had made him curious. He had never gone out to it, though. If they grow near the creek, we must go west. There is a forest, too. West seemed like the best answer.