Call of the Wild

Eat her? No, why would I do that? You two-legs have some very strange ideas. Utterly daft, sometimes. And no, before you ask, I won’t eat you, either. I know you don’t understand my growls and grumbles but I’m going to tell you anyway. And you’re going to listen, because that is polite. We’re here … Continue reading Call of the Wild

For Luck

Ever since I was big enough, I’ve carried Pip. He barely weighs a thing, so he’s hardly a burden compared to the hours of joy we’ve shared. Over rooftops, over fields, once through a large window, once into an elf, and many times up, up, up to the mountaintop and down in a great sweep, … Continue reading For Luck

In Your Wake

You saw the Forest Queen? No, she showed herself to you. You saw what she wanted you to see. Never think that you can take from or chance with spirits or monsters of whatever her ilk may be. It was a mutual exchange, but you did not understand what she gave in return. What did … Continue reading In Your Wake

Troll Hunters

Bill and Gruff, the first great troll hunters! Brave! Daring! Legendary! That’s what we’ll be known as, one day. You’ll see. No, don’t look at me like that, I’m being serious - the world will one day know our names, when we take back all roads from the trolls that lurk by them, above them, … Continue reading Troll Hunters

Pot Luck

Look at this little guy. Found him in the shed, hiding in a plant pot. Covered in webs; think some Webwhispers must have had a go at him. Fair terrified he was, shying away from my great big hands like he was fearing for his life. It took more than a little coaxing and a … Continue reading Pot Luck