Whitefish River Very scary doll

A valley? That was even better! While Ravensblood and their current territory were between mountains, neither of them were valleys. While she didn't know what to imagine by the word vale, she knew what to imagine by pretty; high trees and long, empty fields filled with high grass. Tiny rivers with fish, sparkling under the summer sun and waterfalls to match. Caves with rocks shaped like beds or animals - the wind swaying the arms of weeping willows. High mountains with snow on top, no matter what time of year it was and rock slides creating beautiful statues of disaster. Chusi definitely knew how to imagine her own paradise. A pretty place? Then it's really sumthin' for ya. She smiled. Chusi didn't shy away from compliments and had always liked making others feel better - not to mention she liked being complimented too.

She was glad she hadn't scared the sprite away with her story and giggled at her comment. 'wasn't good, but I'm bettah now. She spoke the truth; while her childhood had been anything but peaceful, Arturo and Teaghlaigh had shaped her into an honorable woman - an example and a heir.

Genie... 'Like that name! Very nice ta meetcha. She nodded, finishing her fish not long after. She wasn't full yet but didn't know if the other was. Want tha rabbit too? 'Got just enough fur us.