Holding the woman against her as she reached to open the front door,
Elisa threw herself into the warm, dry home where her mother waited with a warm blanket.
“Goodness, Elisa!” she scolded,
“What in heavens name were you doing out there, come in before you catch a fever!”
Elisa blinked as she took the blanket and turned to drape it around the woman.
For a second, she stopped to gawk at the figure, and as her mind began to
register that this was not a human figure – but quite possibly a fae – she draped
the blanket around the soaked guest. Mama had already turned to the fire without
a single form of acknowledgment for their guest.
“Here, let us go sit by the fire. Do you need to change–” She stopped herself,
noticing that these were feathers, and not magnificently worn cloth draped over
the fae’s skin. Elisa swallowed her words. “…You may stay as long as you need,
though I fear the storm may not pass until the morning.”
Tooth was immediately grateful for the warmth of the home, glad to
be out of that blasted rain. It soaked her to the BONE -- her feathers
were stuck to her body, but as the girl draped the blanket around her
she could feel some of the feathers un-stick and FLUFF OUT to try
and dry themselves.
“ Thank you -- you’re far too kind, miss. ”
She followed the other to the fire, a soft sigh escaping her as she felt
its warmth flood over her. It was then that she realized she had no idea
what this girl’s name was -- and that she hadn’t even introduced herself.
“ My name is Toothiana, by the way... To whom do I owe my thanks? ”
