Sleepy Fox Hollow Paradise does bleed

Anselm had more spunk in his body than he knew what to do with. Emmerich couldn’t help but to be coaxed into a snorting laugh. Even if he had spent time away from them, he had done well to capture the familiar way their father spoke. It had been dramatic and overdone, but he had slipped into a comical impression without even the slightest hiccup.

Hm, the white-hooded boy grunted to his sibling. Emmerich’s smile still played in the yellow of his eyes.

You vould know best about this stink, he assured Anselm with a haughty expression. A few taps of his tail were offered – insult to injury.