Adi was a jolly squirrel that morning. He roused Seig and set to work pulling down the shelter that he had set up the previous night. As he did, he cleared every trace that they had been there, scattering the moss, clearing nut fragments into a nearby bush, and brushing over footpaw prints.
Seig was on a mission to find Salamandastron and join the legendary force of hares that lived there. He was a ferret, but a good one, that had aided Adi in a fight that may have ended them if they had not had the stout hearted ferret to lead them and afterwards train them to fight and build a new door that would stand up to an iron ram.
Adi was Seig's guide. On many of his scout trips he had wandered far and meet Long Patrol warriors who let him trail them to the mountain and see it in action again. He knew the way perfectly now and he had no need of the Long Patrol to show him the way. Often he would visit, presenting the badger lord with a flagon of damson cordial, an interesting combo of damson plums and unripe strawberries that made any drinkers mouth tingle with anticipation of the next gulp.
Now the pair were one night out from Adi's home, Spero Cave, four and a half days away from Salamandastron. As Seig set his pack on his back and Adi swung his on easily, they set off south-east once more, with Adi jumping silently from tree to tree, every once in a while disappearing to scout out the next route.
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