CH 91 - One Gullible Goose, p1
This was definitely more in the vein of a private detective, not a budding herbalist and mage.
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CH 6 — Eisbaer
“Oh, good taste, Saffy!” The wolf’s ears drooped at the nickname, but it didn’t push back, either. “Thanks,” Saffron said, rubbing the back of its neck. “I knew I wanted something sturdy and long lasting, so this seemed like the best choice of the lot...” Eisbaer awkwardly balanced
CH 132 — Cedar Or Sorrel?
“You feeling alright, Capsule? You're mighty quiet today.” “I'm fine,” they mumbled. “Just distracted.” They'd scoured so many shops already, but none had those elusive ingredients. Cass had tried to lighten the mood with jokes and commentary, but Meike just couldn't match
CH 5 — From Eisbaer To Saffron
Reluctance set in once Eisbaer was on her own, standing before the faceless wooden figure. Her beloved Trenton idled at her heels, waiting for instruction. “Well, I never thought I’d be doing this again.” But it was either this or harassing poor bunnies in the woods, and she didn’
CH 131 — The Importance of Names
As lovely as it was to be reunited with Zelamir, the gang had to retire to their respective inns. Meike in particular felt tired from the combination of good food and company. Hugs and warm goodbyes were exchanged, and then they were all plunged back into the cold. Meike shivered,