The found Duchess in the garden chasing what looked very much like Monarch butterflies.
“The beauty is a real predator. We won’t have to worry about banc anymore.” Bron took hold of her hand.
“What is a banc?” Syn grabbed Zaron’s hand on her right.
“A banc is what you would call a rodent. They are plentiful and are a pest. We do not exterminate pests here on Sarran, we try to release them back into the wild. They really need a natural predator.”
“I heard you say banc. Are there any here? They are disgusting,” Naffie said with a sigh.
At that very moment a voice popped into Syn’s head. ::Come around the path, I have a surprise for you.::
The four of them quickly walked down the path. There in front of them was a neat pile of dead banc. Duchess was sitting by their side looking very pl
