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Green laughed at the way Lenore summed up her mother. She felt that she and the little girl didn't have much in common, for Green found it quite easy to describe her own mother;

She was a pest. Plain and simple.

"I'll keep my fingers crossed," Green nodded, "and I'll definately keep those earmuffs in mind. There's a good chance they'll come in handy."

Rose stopped chewing on the plushie's tail and studied Lenore with a puzzled gaze, slowly piecing together what the older girl had said.

"Woo!" she exclaimed proudly and held the thoroughly chewed, slobber covered plushie out for Lenore to see.

"Woo!" she insisted stubbornly and shook the plushie, wanting Lenore to take it in her arms and give it the attention it deserved. It didn't matter that Lenore had waved at Woo. She was sharing him with her.

Green laughed tiredly and a kind expression settled onto her face, "You don't have to take it, Lenore. I've been meaning to throw it in the wash, but she won't let it go long enough for me to get my hands on it."

Green was torn between laughing at the little girl or taking pity on her. Not even Rose's sisters could be bothered enough to touch the soaking wet plushie.

She was about to protest that it wouldn't be rude at all when Lenore actually took the toy. This time she couldn't hold back the giggle.

Rose was delighted when the older girl finally decided to treat Woo with the love and attention he deserved. She gurgled merrily at Lenore while she fished in her pockets for something, Rose could only imagine what, and came out empty handed. Then, she clapped her hands with glee when Lenore handed her the harmless feather and reached for it. Her movements were stopped by her mother's hand.

"Its not sharp, is it?" Green asked softly, examining the shiny feather through narrowed eyes. She had always been particularly protective of her children and while she didn't suspect that Lenore would intentionally harm Rose, Green felt that she had to be certain. Just in case.

Annoyed, Rose frowned and tried to swat her mother's hand away so should could take the gift Lenore offered. Green ignored her daughter and kept the hand in place.

"Not weird," Green shook her head and a pleased smile danced on her lips, "Its lucky and good."

However, she was still a tad wary of the feather. It wasn't that she didn't trust Lenore but, from her experiences, little girls did have a way of exagerating things. She took the feather first and examined it (for good measure) and then, finally deciding that it was safe enough, she handed it to Rose who wrapped her chubby little hands around it eagerly.

Green winced momentarily and then answered Lenore's question when she realised that no harm was going to come to her baby.

"No," she chuckled, "I'm as normal as normal can get."

She paused and chewed on her bottom before speaking again, "Do you think Rose might be special? What do you think she might be able to do?"

The most important question here was;

What did it do?

Rose stared at Lenore's feather quizzically, glancing at the sharp ones that were still a part of her wings every once in awhile. The feather she held in her hands wasn't like the others and therefore, Rose decided that it was the best of all.

The bunny child giggled and gnawed on it.

Green examined Rose too and saw her baby in an entirely new light. She'd never considered that a child so small might have some kind of magical ability, and, if magic worked like she imagined it did; wouldn't whatever ability Rose had become more and more powerful as she grew?

"It was nice to meet you, too," she smiled and returned the curtsy. Green rushed to ask her one more question before Lenore could leave.

"Do you know when your gifts first started to show? I mean, how old were you?"

Rose's eyes widened in surprise. She was hardly capable of understanding bits and pieces of Lenore's and Green's conversation but that didn't matter. Their actions spoke volumes.

The pretty bird girl was leaving!

Rose frowned and clutched the feather she'd been given in her hand, having not liked the taste or texture of it enough to continue to chew on it (she did have her limits) and waved good-bye.

Shane had come back from his chores for the day to get Pyren's new room set up, and in spirit of Pyren's recent growth, decided to take him to the outdoor playgound. He warned Pyren to stay away from the sandbox and not to play in the snow, as he knew that both of them, like water, were almost a deathtrap to him. He didn't think that sand would have the exact same effect as snow or water, but Shane didn't want to risk it and find out. Instead, Pyren amused himself by running up and down along the jungle gym, while Shane followed alongside him, making sure that he didn't get stuck or fall down.

Pyren was having a blast on the jungle gym. He felt like he was so tall that he could even possibly be a giant. A blue, orange-loving giant in a castle with a bridge and a secret slide. Pyren began to hum a song he heard about a giant and his castle.
"Fee dee dee dee, fi hi hi, fo doh dah fum!" he sang before he got to the slide and launched himself down the spiral tube where Shane was waiting for him, "Weee! I'm gonna up again!"

Shane didn't even have a second to say 'okay', before Pyren was racing up the stairs again, singing his giant song.

At the friendly call, Shane and Pyren both looked up to see a boy in the distance sprinting towards them. Shane began to wave back in a friendly fashion, until he was struck by the size of the boy comming towards them.
"Woah..." Shane half exclaimed, half amazed and half amused. The boy was enormous! Still, he seemed nice enough, so Shane kept waving.

Pyren on the other hand, was terrified. Here he thought he was a giant. He thought wrong.
"Ahhh! Run daddy! GIANT! Run awaaay!" Pyren began to shout as he ran around in circles, trying to find a decent hiding place. Pyren spotted the slide and thought of a perfect hiding spot. Quickly, he dove inside the slide and used all his might to stop himself in the bend of the tube to sit and wait for the giant to go away, certain that the giant would never find him there.

"Hello," Shane greeted both the lady and boy, who was unmistakeably a Mishap. "Yeah, I'm a little new still I guess. Haven't seen the whole grounds yet, but I've met quite a few Mishaps. There's been Lenore, Osso, Kunjiro, miss Retta, Delphi...and oh who's that other one..." Shane said, snapping his fingers trying to remember "Oh, and Sabri! He was an adventerous one. Anyways, I'm Shane..."

Pyren sat in the bend of the slide, waiting for the giant to go away. Shane wasn't moving, and seemed to be standing up to the giant. That was brave, Pyren thought. Suddenly, when the voice rang out in his head, he leaned up to look for its source, and began to slide backwards.
"Ahhh!" he screamed when he reached the bottom. Quickly, he then began to try and scramble up and inside the slide again, but it was no use. It was too slippery and cold. Instead, Pyren sat with wide eyes looking up at the giant that was pleasently talking to Shane.

"And this is Pyren." Shane said, pointing with his thumb to the blue, cowering MP3 boy. When he saw that Pyren was scared stiff, Shane blinked,

"H'okay," Shane grunted as he picked up Pyren and put him on his shoulders. "There, now you're taller than me, so say hello."

Pyren was still very much afraid, but he managed to squeek out a very high pitched and rapid little 'hi', before becoming stiff as a board yet again.