"There, Puppy, all the wicked man's ribs have been cast to the wind. Somebody shall be having a fine picnic in the morning. All tasty and juicy."
Now that Drusilla's hunger had been sated, Wolf led them out of the park. She had a business arrangement to keep.
"Why are we going to visit the hide and bone man, Puppy?"
wordoftheday100 — wan
Part of the Park!verse and the Wolf&Declán!verse