Today I sent off Keerahyh, the hawk who once saved my father, to tell the long patrol of a Vermin City on their doorstep. LAter today it started to snow again, and when I went inside I found that young Rohen can no longer walk. I feel so sorry for the poor thing! In a few days I think I'll try and make something to help him get around, like I once read about in an old record back in the time of the abbot before Abbess Springald. A wheeled chair, I believe. Right now I think that I may be needed for chores, so I'll right more tomorrow I hope.
~Furgo T. Sprucetail
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