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And this is your girl, yes?

It is, my lord.

Uh, Robyn.

There should be no child beyond the walls.

Why is she not in the scullery?

My lord, she, she doesn’t work there.

She…

You!

See to it that the girl reports to the scullery.

Father.

Do as the Lord Protector commands, lass.

I ride out to deal with the revolt in the south.

When I return, I want all the wolves gone from this forest.

Yes, my lord.

Goodfellowe, you have two days.

Don’t waste them.

Hey, psst, girl.

The one who took your bird, I’ve seen her before.

A while back with her mammy.

Cross my heart, she’s one of them Wolfwalkers.

Wolfwalkers?

Yeah, Wolfwalkers.

The ones that can talk to wolves, like.

But you know, they can heal as well.

Her mother healed me with some wild magic.

Maybe she’ll fix your bird up.

Maybe she’ll eat him.

I don’t know.

Oh.

I need to get him back.

I’d say once we’re behind them walls, neither of us is going anywhere.

Can you keep a secret?

Huh?

Aw!

My sheep.

Lads, you didn’t lock that gate right at all.

You let them sheep out, didn’t you?

Oh, yeah.

Blame me for that too.

Everything is Seán Óg’s fault!

Get back in the cart, you.

I feel like stretching my legs!

Help me with my sheep, you langers!

I’ll show them out!

Oi!

Get him!

Hey, whatever your name is, get back in that cart!

Round up those sheep.

Off of me!

Have you no manners at all?

Get back in there, you!

An extra week in the stocks for that.

Where’s the girl gone?

Don’t see her.

Maybe in the woods.

Oi, you two, look out for a girl.

She ran into the forest.

Get her and bring her back to the castle.

Lord Protector’s orders.

Uh, yes, sir.

Devil take…

English soldiers.

Who do they think they are?

Bossing us around.

What was that?

Uh, nothing!

Get a move on!

Yes, sir!

Merlyn?

Merlyn!

Merlyn?

Mm.

Merlyn!

Merlyn!

Look at you.

You’re good as new, aren’t you?

How’s that?

I’m so glad you’re not hurt.

How did they heal your wing?

It was that girl, wasn’t it?

What did she do?

Oh, I was afraid she was gonna eat you.

Huh?

Uh.

Stay back, now!

Back!

I’ll shoot!

Merlyn.

Merlyn, what are you doing?

Get away, wolf!

I swear, I’ll…

Oh!

Merlyn, stop that!

No!

Wha…

Stay away, wolf.

No.

Get away.

No!

Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Uh!

Get back!

I’m gonna get you!

Get away, wolf!

Oh!

Oh.

Oh!

Ooh!

Huh?

Huh?

Merlyn?

Merlyn!

Wait!

Merlyn!

Merlyn!

Merlyn!

Huh?

Oh!

Whoa!

Merlyn?

What?

You can come out now.

We can smell you.

Yeah, you stink.

I knew you were here.

Come out of your hidey-hole.

Let’s see you.

Don’t kill me.

Ha!

I do what I like.

Come here.

You’re…

You’re a-a…

A Wolfwalker.

So what?

You should thank me.

Why?

I saved your life.

Saved me?

You bit me!

Well, you kicked me in the gob enough times.

Well, you were attacking me.

I was trying to get you out of that trap.

And anyway, you came into my woods.

Your woods?

They’re our woods.

Your wolves are attacking the woodcutters and the sheep.

They should be staying closer to the town and so should you, townie.

Now give us a look at you.

Are you seeing things?

Ugh!

Get off me!

How’s your smell?

Ugh!

Stop it!

Smells like townie.

Any extra fur?

Ugh!

That’s mine!

Get away!

Now, stop moving and let me fix it before it’s too late.

Hey, get off me!

Will you stop?

Let me fix it!

Ugh!

Fine.

But what?

Well, fixed now.

Never happened.

Off you go.

You did heal Merlyn.

Yeah.

I fixed you and your bird and saved your life.

You’re welcome, townie.

Bye!

No, wait.

Who’s that?

Is she your.

your mother?

Ugh.

You better go or the wolves will eat you.

What?

But I don’t….

Oh, no.

Too late.

They’re gonna eat you!

No!

Whoa!

Ah!

Run away, townie girl!

The wolves are after you!

Can’t get away from us, townie!

Get away from me!

But you’re so slow.

Scared of your shadows, you are.

What would a townie know about wolves?

Why do you have so much stuff?

Hey, stop!

That’s my gear for hunting!

Oh, a hunter.

Ha!

A little girl like you?

Uh, well, you’re a girl too.

I’m no girl!

I’m a Wolfwalker!

Whoa!

Up you go!

When I sleeps, I’m a wolf.

When I’m awake, I’m me, Mebh!

Mebh Óg MacTire!

What’s your name, anyway?

Robyn.

Robyn?

Mm.

I like birdies.

I climb so high to catch them.

I’m too smart for them, though.

They can’t get away from me for long.

Ugh.

Oh.

Caught again.

Some hunter.

That’s two for me, none for you.

Whoa!

Ugh.

Stop being so annoying.

It’s not funny, you know.

Argh!

Let me down!

All right, townie.

If you say so.

No, wait!

Oh!

Oh!

Hey!

Stop calling me “townie.

All right, Robyn.

Back home with you.

Fun’s over.

Well, Mebh Ogamacatemera, your idea…

Shh!

Do you hear that?

What?

A man.

I’ll get rid of him.

A man?

Oh, no.

Father.

Ah!

Just one townie.

I’ll give him a bit of a scare.

No, stop.

Huh?

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Mm.

That was too close.

What are you so scared of?

We have a pack of wolves with us.

Hey, I told you.

You can’t go out in the daytime.

Mammy said so.

Go back to bed.

Is that your mummy back in the cave?

Of course!

Sure don’t I look like her?

And are any of the other wolves, uh, people too?

No.

Jeepers!

Are you mad?

How big do you think my family is?

I’m not supposed to be out here.

Listen, I’ve got to get back.

Great, I’m mad to get rid of you.

Close your eyes.

What?

Why?

Don’t want you coming back to my den.

It’s secret.

But I already found it.

Oh, just shut up and walk.

I’ll point you back to the town.

No, I need my crossbow back first.

What do you need that for?

Shooting your bird again?

No, shooting.

Oh, never mind.

This way, hunter-townie-Robyn-girl.

Hey!

Stop pushing so fast.

Oh, will you stop complaining?

Smell that?

Ugh, Mebh.

Town tasties.

“Town tasties”?

What?

Where’s she gone now?

What did you tell them?

Just she’s going home, isn’t she?

‘Tis obvious.

Ned, say if that wolf bit her, like, could she turn into one of them?

A wolf?

No.

One of them half-wolf, half-witch, half-people?

Wolfwalkers?

Will you stop?

We are cutting down their woods, Ned.

Shouldn’t be doing it.

Save me from that nonsense.

Seán Óg and the soldiers making us.

But if old Lord Ironside doesn’t sort out those wolves, it won’t just be us who’ll stop taking his orders.

No more orders for me, Ned.

Those town tasties are mine.

I’m not after that.

I need my crossbow back.

Oh.

All right.

But those town tasties are mine.

No stuck-up lord in our city again.

No, we won’t, Ned.

Whee!

What?

What is it, Ned?

Uh, the wind, maybe.