Sleepy Fox Hollow The way she goes, Bubs

Anselm's ears cupped forward in surprise. That was an unexpected word -- but not one he disagreed with.

How much could he trust a smelly, round wolf that showed up at his doorstep one day, claiming to be Etienne's sister? He glanced at her sidelong.

There were enough dissimilarities there that one might be pressed to say they might not be related. But it was the glint in her eyes, so similar to Etienne's, that made Anselm reconsider.

Heda. Her name left his tongue like a sour pill -- and once it was released out into the world, Anselm shivered at its power. She and her children stayed here for a time. Etienne healed her daughter. Now they return home. And they took my only friend with them, Anselm nearly choked out. You can take those smelly rocks and march that vay. He pointed towards Rivenwood. You vill know it by the scents there.