The Witch World was a place Lobco both loved and feared.
Since her servitude to Chlomaki began, she had gotten the chance to visit many worlds, but even after all this time none were so strange and fascinating as the one where Witches learned their trade and communed. Women of all ages came here. To learn, to practice their craft, to hail the Great Witch, to meet others of their kind, to train their Familiars, and to gather certain ingredients that were native only to this world.
That's what they had come here for. Chlomaki was currently meeting with the Great Witch, and Lobco was beyond the castle limits gathering the different plants that Chlomaki needed for her next potion experiment. One that would hopefully not require her to steep in.
One thing Lobco had certainly gotten better at in the past years was recognizing and tracking plants. She often got the duty of playing gofer, and in truth she didn't mind. It was a simple task, often she got to see many sights, and she got to learn along the way. The lobster had just finished gathering the last of the ingredients when something in the bushel caught her eye. It was a giant white feather. Certainly much too big to be from any ordinary bird.
Curiosity got the better of her and she began to follow a trail of feathers. The foliage here seemed to be a mess, and some branches were broken right off the tree making it clear that either there had been a fight, or whatever had come through here was huge.
Lobco broke through, into an opening to be greeted with a sight she had never seen before: an angel.