The girls suddenly look uncertain. If his Mummy needs him...
"Our forgiveness ye have," says the large silver wolf soon stepping out of the trees, also in halfform. "But what good hath the boy's mother ever done to me and mine, that I might care what she may wish? She ist hardly due the courtesy of a neighbor at this point. If she ask Lord Odin, and he call upon me as an ally, all his wishes will of course be honored. Until then, I deal with outsiders in my forest as I do please."
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