Welcome Home

Elle was definitely less than comfortable. She'd given her newest charge the small room with a door to the balcony, figuring the squirrel-child would like being close to the trees...without thinking about all the stairs she'd have to climb up and down with boxes of furniture and the single box that contained all of Echia's things.

She'd left 'Cheech in her aunt Penelope's charge for the time being. The girl was far too small to be able to help with the moving and would probably just get in the way.

...But she was done. The place was set up, with that unnatural clean that signified a strange mix of old and new without enough signs of human contact.

She dusted herself off and placed her hands on her hips, admiring her work, before going downstairs to fetch her new child. She hoped Eichia liked it, and furthermore, she hoped she'd like her new family.