Delivering packages to the Greatwood was usually a pain in the ass for the Halovian native. At least, delivering anything to anyone who didn't live in a major city and who also lived in a tree in a forest full of trees was a pain in the ass. Finding the damn places always took forever, and Tal usually got lost a half-dozen times or so along the way.
Like today.
The Peregrine wasn't the best method for traversing a forest but at least it got Tal over the numerous streams and rivers that wanted to drown him in unfrozen water. He was sailing a little above the tree tops when he spotted someone down below on the bank of the river, visible through the still partly-bare branches and quickly went to work the sail and bring the trim little boat down to bob above the riverbank. The ground anchor went over the edge first, followed by a rope ladder over the side, and finally a scruffy young man with dark hair and pale eyes who peered warily at the fellow sitting on the ground. "Hey! D'you know where Mrs. Tanglewicky's house is?"
The man seemed fascinated with some sort of grass and Tal edged a little closer, surreptitiously trying to see what was so special about it.
Like today.
The Peregrine wasn't the best method for traversing a forest but at least it got Tal over the numerous streams and rivers that wanted to drown him in unfrozen water. He was sailing a little above the tree tops when he spotted someone down below on the bank of the river, visible through the still partly-bare branches and quickly went to work the sail and bring the trim little boat down to bob above the riverbank. The ground anchor went over the edge first, followed by a rope ladder over the side, and finally a scruffy young man with dark hair and pale eyes who peered warily at the fellow sitting on the ground. "Hey! D'you know where Mrs. Tanglewicky's house is?"
The man seemed fascinated with some sort of grass and Tal edged a little closer, surreptitiously trying to see what was so special about it.
