#earthrunes

"He cannot change his nature, and I would not wish him to - but then, nor can I, nu?"

"Nay, of course, thy favorite holiday Pranksgiving is not too far. I trust you will not pay heed to Sir Earl's rude idea of 'taking the day off' with thee and leaving blastzonia?'"

"Mmm.."

"Oh you will stay, delighted!"

An arched eyebrow.

"I may be going on a trip for my birthday."

"Wherefore?"

"Uncertain."

"One might suspect you didn't want Shalimar and I along on your escape- Hurtful" A delicate sniff

"Well, you have Pranksgiving duties..."

She makes a clucking sound briefly

"Canst thou blame me?"

"But of course, I am a pooka, my kith can blame anyone shamelessly. Thou art also responsible for global warming, more river for you as water levels rise"

A smile though

"I am certain you will think of aught, regardless."

"Tis true, I often think of aught, and more often still, of what I ought not, and ," She taps her finger against her teeth playfully "I do what I not ought, will I get caught? But that's what makes it fun to do what I not ought rather than should naught, the risks and dangers with which ought not is fraught. So ought not I shall do, eh wot?"

Blink, Blink. "Aye?" Supportive!

And confused. But supportive!

"Eye" A smile pleased her sister seems to understand

"You, ah, may need to find your beau a towel."

"Oh sister, was the scone at the bottom of the river?"

"The river unexpectedly greeted him."

"Hussy of a water hazzard" She sets the latest batch of web silk down and heads out to go rescue her lover, grabbing dry clothes instead

Leaving Zara with some spring laden materials

Zara touches the fabric, feeling the fineness of the weave, and smiles.

Oh yes, magics of growth or renewal, who knows how it might take?

Hopefully good ones! And so she slips out from the pooka's studio.

Ivanka the maid greets her "Miss Zara? Pardon, are there any tasks you'd like me to see for the kith? " meaning sluagh

"Ah... I think all is well?"

"As you wish, good lady. There is also a message from one Clem DeBuke, CHieftain?" She holds out an envelope

"Thank you." She takes it to read.

it's short, simple

A frown.

A bit terse for Clem. Not intentionally rude, her friend can be trollishly blunt but this seemed... yes, hasty

"If you will excuse me, Miss Ivanka."

"Of course" She puts finngers splayed over heart

Zara beelines for her crooked little room.

and into her room she goes!

And there, she retrieves her broom and hat.

Hat, Broom, all that's missing is a black cat.. and she has 1122 if she needs who can tap out m-e-o-w.

1122 is invited bid to guard, but one of the sisters is brought to her shoulder.

One of the more adventerous sisers eagerly takes the offer.

1122 will guard

And she goes into the Dreaming...