#baronyofthesilverwolf

Blinky jumps up and down. It's only an inch or so, but his legs are very short.

"Yes! Stupid!"

"Wait, no!"

"There was Blinky, and Winkums, and Diggory, and Carrot..."

Dee speaks up "Well, Blinky here has been..ah caring for the Garden.. kinnd of. WIth Dru visititng to make sure it goes well"

"Hixie, and Rooter, and Galla and Pob!" So many friends, so many little dreams of a young girl.

Nadeen moves to Arthur "Arthur, what do you remember, your house, your title? " She looks him over "I know how hard it is, to come out of the shock of arrival"

She crouches. "How are you moving?"

Gladiolas .. Gwen, turns and looks about. Marigold .. is she returned?

Arty.. Arthur.. has been watching Katrina, but he looks now to Nadeen, and finds himself bowing.

"My Lady. I am..." He starts, then trails off. "My house..." A deep frown. His voile is quality noblemen's attire, but nothing that screams a house, no specific affiliation. Nor any signs of Knighthood, or mark of rank, other than his own guise of nobility.

"I have only this." He offers it to Nadeen, a short staff he has been carrying with him. Dark wood, shod in silver and with brass adornment.

"When the Dream Dance dropped me here, I had an idea of who I was - and then I was blow asunder. Will my memories return, or did they get rattled straight from my head by the winds that protected that mortal?"

Chuck is gone, so is Marigold's car. Surely soon to return.

The little gnome turns about obediently so that Katrina can admire or examine him.

"I move because you thought I should?"

Short stumpy legs, not very swift or dexterous, but move it does!

"How do YOU move? You're made of meat." Blinky asks curiously.

"I have muscles... you aren't animatronic... " Poking at him. It's not just Gwen!

He squeaks! This one isn't rock over living flesh, it's hard stone or baked clay all the way through!

By all sense, it shoudn't move, much less TALK, but.. oh, now the thing is HUGGING her.

Or her Ankle.

Nadeen looks at Arthur, then the staff "Interesting, black annd silver could be a clue, but best not to assume too much. Your memories may return over time my lord, by the bale and such. But they'll also return when your year and day are up"

"Then" She continues, Saining will help you find wholeness"

The staff hums in her hands - a sleeping treasure? It may quiet when the waves of Chrysalis have passed.

"Oh.. oh, you're a hugger..."

"Blinky was given many hugs today. I will give some to you, because you have come back. To color me again? Yes? Yes?!"

"Would it be safe to fire you?"

"I could paint you instead..."

And Gwen/Gladiola finds a place to.. sit down, almost borderline collapse. She ..she hasnn't had time to process even her own name, not fully, what the Green and Silver mean, why is she wearing Knight's spurs? Why did she call Marigold...short and tart? It just... there was Chuck needing rescued... then the hunt. Chimerical constellations.. and Arty.. and Katrina.. all in one night

Bluebell joins her by her side. A cup of... sweet lord, is that coffee that the rabbit offers to Gwen?

"Fire cannot burn stone. MY Rainbow cannot hurt me." One hand clinging now to Katrina's pant leg, she cannot escape him...

"Thank you" Gwen takes it "Bluebell...did .. did my saining end up making Silverwolf look bad? Like we're nnot in conrol?"

Bluebell considers this, and gives Gwen a gentle smile. "I think that Silverwolf is filled with surprises. We shall ever keep those who would watch us, on their toes."

"Now, seeing as you PLANNED such a thing, to interrupt your own day! A surprise for a surprise. But you are a Knight, and Knights may not need days, and Knight makes Right. For now we traded one Fledge for a Knight, and gained two new in return?"