Dangerous hollows that have lightning inside?  What?  Oskar wondered if there was something lost in translation from the Elder to her.  Could he have meant guns?  Tasers?  Light sabers?  As fantastical as that third listed item was, he highly doubted its existence, unless you were in a galaxy far, far away.  Regardless, it bothered the Elder, and it was now bothering Jane.  Which, of course, now meant he was next in line.<br/><br/>“That’s good to know, Jane,” he replied in reference to taking a life.  “Because I don’t think I could either.”  Which now begged the question for them: How exactly to rid the strangers from the forest, as well as near his home?  The Elder was not being of any help with this, so it fell upon the pale blonde wolf and golden eagle to devise a strategic plan of action.<br/><br/>Daver?  Eh?  I wonder if she means Denver, he thought.  “I’ve never heard of a place called Daver, Jane, so I’m wondering if you might mean Denver.  That’s a pretty big city not too far from here,” Oskar informed her.  “And if it is Denver, then I can certainly understand why your Father went there a lot.  So much to do and see.”<br/><br/><i>: Do fathers usually have enemies?: </i>her question resounded in his head.  Absent mindedly, Oskar brushed the back of his hand against the short stubble on his chin, pondering his answer.  “That might depend on the kinda man your Father is, Jane,” he stated.  “Is he a friendly sort?  Does he go out of his way to find trouble?  Is he humble and quiet, or pompous and loud?”<br/><br/>Well, now was as good a time as any to get it out in the open.  “And another thing,” he initiated, “what do you propose we do about those two men lurking in the forest?”