Somewhere near the middle of the Aeoldhearte forest...


Finnath sat, idly scratching Thanil's head. The cat, sitting on her
lap, purred contentedly.

Finnath frowned, "I could've sworn I was supposed to be doing
something."

Thanil purred.

"I mean, here I am, in the middle of the Old Heart forest, and I know
I'm supposed to be doing something, but I can't remember what it is."

Thanil purred.

Finnath let her hand stroke the cat's back, amused when it arched its
hindquarters higher. "Oh well. If it was truly important, I would not
have forgetten it. Right? Right."

Satisfied, she leaned back and tried to find a word that rhymed with
banana.

Somewhere very close, a very angry, decapitated Yak stalked the
undergrowth, heading in her direction.