You are standing in front of a small house in the forest. It seems rather quiet here and although the house looks a little run down there are signs that someone is still living here. There is a path that leads north from this little house's front porch and another path that leads to the northwest. You hear a faint meow from somewhere nearby but as you look around you don't see any cats.
"Huh..? Another house..?" Lucifer murmured as he looked around.
"Yup! Pretty, ain't it?"
"Depends on your definition of 'pretty'... why do I smell cat?"
Fairlee only giggled and shrugged. She thought she heard a meow, and the expectation of snuggling something fuzzy made her squeal with child-like joy. So what if there were or weren't wishes to be collected. Fairlee would get to hug a cat: that made everything right in the world. Grabbing the door handle she pushed it open, not bothering with those manner things.
Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2008 7:43 pm
"Let's get outta here!" Fairlee wailed, big dramatic tears flowing down her blue cheeks. Without any apparent rhyme or reason she flew down the northern path, clutching the squirming dragon to her tightly.
"Fairlee... h-hold on! You don't know where you're going..!!" Lucifer choked out, to no avail.