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Wisty hovered lightly watching them, they didnt know, even Toren seemed not to notice her presence. Yet she was there her eyes on her young daughter.

In horror she watched as her sister twisted the bear her young daughter had wanted so badly into one of her creations. A stuffed toy, her heart pounded with rage for the imprisonment of this gentle animal.

Yet her thoughts changed slowly as she saw the care with which Shade was hiding her gory methods from the young girl. She felt a tad better as she saw Adara hug it tightly. Toren would not let her have a bear to keep, but were her mother there, she would tame all sorts of animals for her daughter.

She would build her a grand stable and keep any animal her daughter wanted. A silent tear streaked down Wisterias ghostly face. She paused staring at the new toy, this teddy bear for her daughter, and she relinquished. It would have been slaughtered by the Cabalists anyhow. At least it cheered the sad heart of her daughter, a girl missing her mother....

Her tears were ground to a halt though when she heard the name bestowed this new toy, Mr. Poofy Pants. A chuckle welled up inside her and she laughed, she wondered if Toren could hear the melodic sound in his head. She whispered softly, thats my girl, sock it to your Auntie Shade. Shade was hissing and scowling, she wasnt fond of the name..

The Druid blessing would hold firm, they could not change what Adara was, and this made her mother proud. That night she visited her children, Varrius was awake as ussual and put his arms out to her, and Adara was asleep as ussual. Wisty cuddled her son close as he slipped into his ethereal slumber. She placed a kiss upon Adaras head and patted Mr. Poofy Pants on the head. Good work team.
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