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for all scenarios.  He may have sent them with items that would help them heal faster. 
    Exhausted when I land back on my perch from earlier, I finally feel like I can get some sleep.  I am about to close my eyes when I see her face in the window.  What in the world is that on her head?  It looks like an oversized turban.  I cock my head to the side as I ponder why she has put this on.  I give up, I have no idea.  To my relief, she ducks back into her room without trying for more conversation.  I can now retire for the night.

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 5
    The night was not as restful as I hoped it would be.  Sitting on a limb and sleeping can be a dangerous thing if you have never done it before.  I almost fell off several times, each time jarring m yself awake and running my adrenaline into high gear.  It took forever to fall back to sleep each time. 
    Morning has come now, and t he occupants of the house are awake.  Lights have turned on in several windows, and the spirits have looked out at me a couple of times.  They can look all they want; I just hope they stay inside to do it.
    Soon, a tingling in the back of my head warns me that Maurelle and Olwyn are near.  Great, at least I can take my annoyance and lack of sleep out on them.  I guess I should warn those inside, though.  It is extremely unlikely that either Fairy will get the better of me, but just in case, I begin cawing loudly.  Maurelle will probably know that it is me, but it is still preferable to screaming at the house.  That done, I return to my Fairy form so that I am less vulnerable.  And considering I do not appreciate Maurelle’s assessment of my physical form when I am sky clad, I create clothing for myself.   Out of the corner of my eye, I see the Witch spirit coming through the wall of the house.  I do not believe the other Fairies have noticed her yet; their attention is too focused on me.
    Maurelle and Olwyn approach in their animal forms.  Maurelle is able to shift into several different types of canine, but Olwyn is always a mountain lion.  Jumping down from the tree, I grab the bag Tabitha packed, waiting for them to shift.  They certainly won’t maintain their animal forms while attempting to kidnap the girl.
    “Kallen, how lovely of you to join us this morning,” Maurelle says , in that sickeningly sweet voice she uses when she is trying to tempt me.  Suddenly, my body temperature is about ten degrees colder.  Must be the shudder that has just run down my spine.
    “ Maurelle , Olwyn , it is as unpleasant to see you this morning , as it has been each time in the past.”  Maurelle’s hazy green eyes tighten around the edges as she tries to maintain her dignity.  She is failing miserably.
    Olwyn , on the other hand, is feeling aggressive this morning.   “If you throw another dart at me, Sheehogue,” he says this as if it’s a dirty word, “I will kill you where you stand.”
    I can’t help a small chuckle.  He is such an idiot .  “Just because you are the Pooka King’s runner does not mean that you are more powerful than I am.”   When I say runner, I mean lackey.  Lackey who is sent out to do Dagda’s dirty work, and not getting a bit of respect while doing it.   From the King, or anyone else.
    Maurelle finds her voice again.  “I am sure King Dagda will be surprised to hear his favorite nia has turned Brathadóir .  We will be sure to inform him when we bring him your body.” 
    I am a traitor?  I am here to prevent their line from losing itself to darkness, but they have no comprehension of that.  I am completely disgusted, and I know it shows on my face and in my voice.  “King Dagda may have you on a leash like the dog you are , but he has always known my position on reopening our world to this one.  I will not let it happen.”
    Olwyn grins.  “I will take great pleasure in proving you wrong.”
    I can barely see the Witch spirit now, because I ha ve shifted my position to keep