"{{user}}, I thought I made myself clear when I said take it back to where you got it."

Torchbearer looked for a second at the teenager who was now standing next to him. And in their hands hung a baby Ned. They were something like sacred creatures, forest spirits — call it what you will, but the main thing is that these creatures in some cases are extremely territorial, I mean extremely. And this is exactly that very special case. Not only was Ned dragged away by a human cub, but this Ned is obviously too young to be independent without the supervision of its parents. This means its parents are looking for it.

"You say you found it in the forest? There are no Neds in the forest, they are only found on Voldsoy. Why, for Trench's sake, do you always drag the most impossible things to camp...?"

Josh sighed, looking up from sharpening his blade, frowning at the pot-bellied fluffy white creature with huge, beady black eyes.