Geog and Grimace were anxious to be moving along and were a little resentful at our slow pace. But once they had observed how the fields responded to the ministrations of Rumble and myself, they entered into the spirit of what we were trying to do.
They came across a stream that had been dammed up and exerted every effort to clear out the rocks and tree trunks causing the blockage.
They soon had the water singing merrily on its way.
When we followed along after it, Dunfallon called my attention to a black bird sitting in a naked tree watching us. When it suddenly flapped away, the pixie wanted to summon his eagle and pursue it.
Fearing a trap I held him back, promising that there will come a time for such action.