Alder Woodacre and the Acorns of Affection

He doesn't need to say much. One word will do. Since its founding, the Reaverson farm has become a thriving enclave, with Nightspangle wolves looking after the boundaries and Woodacre squirrels playing tag in the oak trees. Joe's a patient guy. Good at taking care of what's his. Good at encouraging things to grow. But not the greatest at speaking up. After a decade, he decides it's time for a change. He has something small in mind, but when unexpected guests keep turning up at Red Gate Farm, Kip