"Ferrod is very thankful... Ferrod is in debt, but you must stay at his paradise." Ferrod spoke, grinning. After a bit of stretching out his golden body, it seemed that the eagle was able to move much better after this long 'slumber'. "Ferrod will offer Wintergreen the chance to clean him." He stated, looking as the mouse moved off of him when it was done cutting the vines. The eagle looked at the two then pointed a golden claw twards the wolf. "The wolf will clean, too..." He stated.