Phoenix Maplewood What if the witches wrote the book

Until Arch pointed it out, Starbuck had not noticed the staining from the berries. She arched her neck to try to get a good look, and spun in a slow, tight circle to examine her sides. So I am! How lovely. The color would fade eventually, as would the scent, but for now she was very pleased. When he came forward to sniff her, she giggled, then danced away as though she knew the way forward. I would be delighted if you joined me! Company will make travel all the faster. Come! she cried, now bounding back the way she came. She would lead him to Marauder's Keep.