Snow jumped as his arm was pulled up over a shoulder. He was so intent on managing the walk that he hadn't heard anyone come up behind him, and it caught him off guard. Turning, he saw Nix ducking under his arm and standing straight, lifting Snow slightly and taking a lot of weight off his bad leg. "Thank you, friend," Snow responded when the other fox was finished speaking. "When the dragon threw me into the forest, after I had crashed through some trees and landed there was a stick in my leg. I was dazed while in the air and I'm afraid I can't tell you exactl how it lodged there. But it matters little." More important questions cried out in Snows mind for attention.
"You said the cloud was your brother...and he said he was coming back. Is there any way to defeat him permanently?"