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Well, if Pinky wanted to party with her, she could always send her a party invite. She could only wait so long before getting bored with it all. Wiz kept walking until she found another tree, a tree that she was going to walk by until she thought she saw something strange sitting up on the branch.

Just what was that? Some sort of glowing stick?

"Hello," says the tree, "Have you come for a story?"

Whoa...

Well, looks like she found another quest to do! Wiz nodded quickly before walking closer to the tree, noticing that it wasn't a branch talking at all, in fact, it was just a strange glowing cat that faded in and out.

"Are you here for a story or a riddle?"

That was quite a good question, but she already knew what she wanted. A story was nice but a riddle was better! Before Wiz could even open her mouth, she closed it with mild annoyance when the small cat beat her to the punch.

"You may call me a Cheshire cat," it begins, fading in and out of sight at random will, "but just one of many. We reside here you see. This is a nice place, and we so very much do enjoy a good riddle. Let us play a small game, if you will so indulge me. I'll give you something nice of course in return. All right, here goes the riddle"

She wasn't ready yet and this dumb cat was already telling her the riddle!

Rude!

"What can chew you but never swallow?"

Shadow turned to see a terrifying figure, something that frightened him to his very core. It was an enormous cat with glowing yellow eyes and a terrifying smile that kept hovering in and out of reality.

"Wh-What?"

"What can chew you but never swallow?"

"I-I don't know. "

"The answer is a tongue of course, for a tongue you always chew on, accidentally maybe, but never can swallow. Assuming you are still very much alive, that is."

Shadow took a step back, not eager at all to interact with this creepy cat. "Okay well ... I'll just be on my way then."

ShadowLord15 turned to book it, too afraid to risk death by the cheshire's hand. Even though he ran, when he turned back the cat was still sitting there with its eerie smile on. He figured that was a good thing.

Finally he figured himself too far away to track, so he took a moment to catch his breath.

"What turns around and around and around but quite rather slowly?"

He neck snapped as he looked upwards at the source of the voice, and he was horrified to see he'd returned to the tree with the cat on it. How had he run away only to end up in the same place?

"I don't-"

"What turns around and around and around but quite rather slowly?"

"A broken scary-go-round?? I don't know!"

"The answer is a time, it is eternally slow, though to those transient perhaps too fast."

Now she wasn't good at coming up with riddles, but her sister was pretty good at them and she often asked Wiz the riddles just to hurt her brain.

Now what was the riddle she asked? Ah!

"My boots can fit though the green glass doors but my shoes cannot. Sea weed can fit but algae cannot. A tree can fit but a forest cannot. The moon can fit but a feather cannot. Why is this?"

The Cat grinned and replied,

"Only things with double letters can fit though the Green Glass Doors."

The cat easily guesses your riddle, and surprisingly too. Its eyes narrow in delight. "Riddles are my nature of course I would guess right. I guess it is still too early for you, too early indeed."

Well....This was going to be annoying.

UT had moved away from her little shrinking and unshrinking episode and was on her way back towards the woods when she found herself wandering instead in a dizzying pattern. All the trees looked alike and the path and it's flowers…she finally paused and looked up only to see she'd almost walked into a rather large and oddly bent tree. The tree apparently talked, but that was hardly a surprise as she'd already talked to quite a few trees.

The surprise came with the smile that appeared, she stared for a moment the words barely even hitting her.

"Hello, Have you come for a story? Are you here for a story or a riddle?"

She watched rather in awe as a cat started to appear, a Cheshire cat and it was going to ask her a riddle. She snapped to attention and blinked at the riddle.

"What has three legs but only uses one?"

Well now she was rather confounded, what had three legs but used only one? She had to admit she didn't know very many three legged creatures. She decided to hazard a guess despite knowing it simply wasn't going to be right.

"A deformed serpent?"

Here we go again...

Wiz looked at the cat with a hefty amount of annoyance, waiting for the damned thing to spew out the damned riddle again. She doubted she could answer it properly anyway.

"What has three legs but only uses one?"

Yep, definitely didn't know that one....

"Ummn.....a reaper?

"The answer is a death, but I'm sure you don't need me to explain that one." It smiles.

Thoroughly happy at her answer, right or wrong, the cat purrs. "All right, now it is your turn. Ask me a riddle, and give me a second to think. If I guess right however, I win. If I don't guess right, then you win, and I will give you my treasure. Come now, ask me anything. A riddle is as good as a story."

Here we go again...

“What kind of plant grows, but never dies?” bigbadwolf repeated, not really partial to cats of any sort. They were always like this, thinking they were cunning and smart and above drooling. His tail thumped, annoyed, against the ground as he peered up at the blinking feline in the branches. He wanted to chase it, but that involved moving and as bigbadwolf couldn’t disappear at will, he wasn’t going to waste his precious effort and chase a pest with such an obvious advantage.

“I don’t have a clue but if you have such a plant, you should be investing, man.”

You seem quite a fair bit lost as you wander around. The trees all look the same and so do the flowers and so do the rocks and pathway. You walk and walk until you feel quite a bit dizzy and when you can't walk any more you look up, and realize you are at a tree. A very strange, bent out of shape tree.

"Hello," says the tree, "Have you come for a story?" The tree smiles, or rather, the space above the tree, just at the very nook, above one of the signs, to the left over the overhanging branch. "Are you here for a story or a riddle?"

At last, on that space above the tree, just at the very nook, above one of the signs, to the left over on the overhanging branch, appears a very smug half-invisible cat.

"You may call me a Cheshire cat," it begins, fading in and out of sight at random will. "Hey! Wait a minute. I've met you before in another part of the forest. You asked me if I was lost." Shadow say to the cat. "Oh, but I'm just one of many. We reside here you see. This is a nice place, and we so very much do enjoy a good riddle. Let us play a small game, if you will so indulge me. I'll give you something nice of course in return. All right, here goes the riddle"

"Whoa, hold on a minute. Let me get a grip around this first. So there are many of you?", she asks. "Yes, Can I ask you the riddle now?", The Cheshire cat replies. "OK, lets here it."

"What is flat but sharp at the edges?"