Oct 15, 2007 17:52
Karl wrapped himself in his cloak, leant back against a tree and glanced across the fire at his strange new companion.
There was Harlequin, sleeping peacefully with Mister Bunny in her arms - and her head pillowed on Starke’s leg.
Karl got to his feet, tiptoed across the ground and moved Starke’s body, replacing it with his folded cloak as a slightly more respectful pillow. Then he turned and crept back to the tree for a slightly colder night than he had anticipated.