Do you not believe that animals know grief and fear and pain? The world of men is not an easy one for them.
Gwydion stood as a wolf at bay, his green eyes glittering, his teeth bared.
Surely you can entrust your task to your friends." "No," said Taran, after a long pause, "I have taken it on myself through my own choice." "If that is so," answered Medwyn, "then you can give it up through your own choice.
I can't make sense out of that girl," he said to the bard, "Can you?" "Never mind," Fflewddur said, "We aren't really expected to.
No, no," said Taran slowly, "It would be folly to think of attacking them." He smiled quickly at Fflewddur. "The bards would sing of us," he admitted, "but we'd be in no position to appreciate it.
