Bully (Farthing Wood) - Animals Who Joined The Group During The Journey

Animals Who Joined The Group During The Journey

Animal Name Description Species Books TV Series Gender TV Seasons Mate Offspring First Appearance Last Appearance
Vixen Fox's mate whom he met at a Fox Hunting Reserve while separated from the other animals. She joined the animals and took the oath after escaping a Fox Hunt. She is shown to be wise and beautiful. Fox Yes Yes Female 1,2,3 Fox Bold, Charmer, Friendly, Dreamer New Friends, Old Enemies (1x07) Bully, Bully, Bully (3x13)
Whistler A helpful, droll and friendly heron whom the group met in a quarry. He was shot in the wing, and thus makes a whistling sound when he flies. He took the oath when he joined The Farthing Animals. He helped the animals on numerous occasions during the journey. He often flies around White Deer Park and he sometimes has bad news with what he had seen on his flight. Heron Yes Yes Male 1,2,3 Speedy (TV) Unnamed (books) None (TV) Multiple unnamed (books) Whistler's Quarry (1x09) Bully, Bully, Bully (3x13)

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