Onto this new web

Potema only saw her brother, Cicero, and not Damien. She didn't mind it though, since her eldest brother was a meanie-butt. Cicero was nicer, but he wasn't as talkative. He didn't know as many words, but he was funny. So she didn't care.

Meldresi looked down at them and told them they were going in the bush. It confused the young princess until the greenery was pulled away, revealing a dark tunnel. Unlike home, it was damp and smelled both familiar and strange. Potema looked up at her mother with confusion, and a bit of fear. But she trusted her mother, and walked into the darkness, her snow white and ashen-sprinkled pelt engulfed by the shadows as she headed towards the faint blue light.