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Bal’deron had been following Lyr for sometime; staying out of sight but following just the same. He was aware of the human’s dislike of the forest and was amused by his complaints.
Bal’deron glanced around at the other trees of the forest. For the most part they were sleeping away the cold of winter, their branches devoid of leaves. Not so Bal’deron he was on a mission!
”Why silly human you are in the forest…going around in circles for some reason.” He replied to Lyr’s one thousandth complaint.
”I suppose you are looking for something you’ve lost…?’ he said with a hint of amusement knowing full well the human had no idea where the voice was coming from or to whom it belonged.
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