Trolliver the Fancy Lamb

One winter Pax the Lion journeyed from the southern Savannah in Ancienna into Lumenesia’s Upper Meadows. Passing through the foothills, he heard the bleating of a lamb in distress. Following the sound, he found the little one trapped in a rocky crevice. The Lion freed the frightened, shivering animal, and carried him to safety.

Delaney answered the knock on the door. He drew back and bowed when he saw the powerful Anciennan lion standing before him. Then he glimpsed the lamb in Pax’s arms, ever so small within the folds of the large venerable cat’s cloak. Excited, the young Whimble sprang forward.

The Anciennan’s laugh was rich and deep as he handed the animal to Delaney and spoke, “You are a good shepherd, tending your sheep well. This tiniest of lamb is a most special gift. He will not only be a fine addition to your flock and also the one who will become your constant friend with whom you will always share joy. ” Moments later, Pax the Lion turned and was gone.

From the moment Delaney named the lamb, Trolliver, the usually shy Whimble of few words began a conversation with this wee lamb that has never ended.