Back at home, Clarissa asked, "Will Papa be okay?" Mother, doing her best to conceal any worry, reassured her, "Yes, Papa will be fine. He's as stubborn as an ox; nothing will bring him down easily." "Let's get you into your nightwear and ready for bed," Mother suggested, as Clarissa complied with her mother's instructions. "Mama, could you sing me a song, please?" Clarissa snuggled under the covers of her bed. "Of course, my little bunny. Let's see..." Mother lay beside her daughter and began to sing, "Close your eyes, dream a sweet little dream for you and me. Share your big dreams with your loving mama and papa. Close your eyes, dream of having adventures in the clouds." Clarissa drifted off to sleep; Amadea's hand gently caressed her hair away from her eyes.

In the town hall, Theodosius briefed the villagers on the events during his family's picnic. One animal attack had been enough to instill fear in him that others might fall victim to similar attacks. In the crowd, a male voice queried, "What measures should we take to prevent future attacks?" "The most effective approach to avoid further attacks would be to construct a fence or a wall to make it difficult for them to breach," Theodosius proposed, scanning the assembly.

Another voice, this one seemingly female, proposed, "What if we... this is just a thought... consider having night watchers?" The crowd responded with a mixture of agreement and dissent. "My concern with that idea lies in the safety of the merchants who travel through our town," Theodosius elaborated. A young lad stepped forward beside Father and addressed the crowd, "Wouldn't it be simpler to just eliminate the wolves and any other ferocious animals that come near or attempt to attack us?" The murmurs from the crowd grew louder with debate. "With all the information we've discussed, let's ponder our solutions and reconvene tomorrow evening."

Continuing the meeting from the previous night, the villagers continued to debate which idea was best. Theodosius calmly addressed the crowd, "I hope you've all had a chance to ponder solutions to our problem. Have we come to any conclusions?" The room fell silent as the crowd exchanged glances. "Don't tell me... nobody took my situation seriously. Let me ask you this: what would happen if one of your loved ones were attacked by a wild animal?"
The doors flung open, slamming against the wall with a loud thud. A frantic man, out of breath and soaked from the rain outside, exclaimed, "Is the doctor here?!" Heavily panting, he continued, "My wife... my wife is in labor!" The doctor inquired from the crowd, "What seems to be the problem?" "My wife... she's in labor!" the man repeated as he approached the group. Cheers erupted from the crowd in excitement. Theodosius congratulated the man, but with everyone's attention on the new arrival, he quietly excused himself to see the newborn. Once everyone had left, his smile slowly faded into a frown as he muttered to himself, "Looks like nobody is going to..." He stopped mid-sentence, staring at his bandaged left hand. Balling his right hand into a fist, he slammed it out of frustration. "I just hope there won't be any animal attacks anytime soon," he muttered, finishing his drink and leaving the place in disgust.
Four years passed, and Theodosius, Amadea, and Clarissa set out to visit their grandmother. Upon arriving at her house, they were surprised to find grandfather lying in a bed where a table used to be in the living room. "Ah, what a pleasant surprise to see everyone here!" Grandfather adjusted his position, sitting up. Amadea, puzzled, asked, "Father, when did you start sleeping in the living room instead of your room?" Grandfather chuckled, "The doctor told me that I'd be..." He reached for grapes near his bed. "What?! Last time we were here, you looked energetic for your age," Amadea said, concern evident on her face as she handed him the grapes. "I'm not dying... yet! The doctor said I should head to the next town over for rehabilitation for, oh, two to four months," Grandfather stated, gazing out the window. "Aren't you worried about the risk of encountering wild animals during transportation?" Theodosius inquired, grabbing raspberries from a nearby fruit bowl. "You're a concerned man, Thoreau, but to answer your question, no. If my time comes, it comes. My only regret would be not giving my family a sincere farewell," Grandfather replied, looking from the ceiling to Theodosius. Amadea's gaze dropped to the floor. "When do you leave?" she asked softly, patting Clarissa's head. "Tomorrow, my dear daughter. I know it's short notice."