[h3]Nathaniel Harvard[/h3]

Nathaniel went over to Pix's berry bushes, picked a few, and gently held them out to Light, so the wolf knew he was genuine. Pix wouldn't be able to stop him anyway, since he'd technically paid her for the food he was giving to them, and he had his own little farm in the caves that sustained him.

"No trick. I have a farm, and the Fae girl can't stop me," He spoke kindly.