Whitefish River sitting on the shelf

"It is really easy - as I said - I will start with something, then you pick up the thread and add something of your own," Wraen said, lying down, because in her experience story-telling was usually a lengthy process, so one had to get very comfortable before the start. 

She looked around, looking for an inspiration, spotted a frog that flopped in a nearby puddle and chuckled. That would do. "Once upon a time there lived a beautiful princess, who was a snobbish and rather unpleasant character and who praised herself in speaking her mind to everyone. And while her family and subordinates bit their tongues and said nothing, because she was a royalty and such, an old witch, who the princess had insulted deeply, decided to teach her a lesson.

And one fine morning the girl woke up not as a wolf anymore, but..." here she left the story hanging and looked expectantly at Speedy. "Your turn."