Fairspell Meadow Newts eye, prickle paws, berries and luck

senmut nearly jumped. "yes." his voice was sharper than he had meant it to be.

the young we'eb smoothed his hackles and looked apologetically at the woman arranged in many pretty hues. his curiosity burned in the next moment. "yes." the bright green of his eyes were searching. "what do you know of Him?"