“You've made a friend,” Aelu said and laughed as the squirrel looked up at Savas imploringly. The shell of the walnut that the shaman had given the animal lay in broken shards at its feet and it sat up like a trained pet, begging. Savas grinned taking his pipe from his mouth. He exhaled a small cloud and rooted about in his pocket for another treat. Aelu laughed as the rodent danced excitedly, bouncing about the shaman's sizable hooves. Savas gave a small shout of triumph and produced another golden walnut, tossing it to the squirrel.