I turn around, zipping my jacket, and he takes my hat from my hand, placing it on my head in a way that reminds me of Seth doing the same last night. He offers me his arm and I happily take it as we head out. I follow him, letting him show me whatever he would like to. He leads me through the area where their cabin is located that is full of pine trees, telling me about all the different kinds. A bit further past there there are fewer pine trees and a greater variety of trees- even some sugar maple trees!
“Do you make syrup?!” I ask excitedly, already planning to research the how to’s of syrup making.
“I used to, long ago. I haven’t for quite some time, but there are some wolves around that do,” he tells me with a chuckle at my excitement. “I’m sure they’d be happy to teach you.”
