With my beloved Myrtle's help it didn't take long to locate their burrow.
The Woo, or Prudence The Prude, (as Myrtle calls her) was none too pleased at the sight of Myrtle and I. Poor Weesk was plainly horrified, lest I let slip that we had already met!
Knowing that Weesk likes to wag his chin far more than is proper, The Woo sent him out to collect supplies for their storehouse and some new moss for her carpet.
" Mind you don't dilly dally and keep your eyes open"
"I do hope they won't tell I was captured" worried Weesk.
"Oh dear, I do hope he doesn't bring lichen" muttered The Woo.
The Woo is fastidious about the upkeep of her mossy carpet and only the softest and greenest will do.