Come in!"The man stepped back and allowed her into the tower. It smelled of rot. Shields and swords hung on the walls, although clearly its master was...not one for their use.The old man waved a hand forwards. "Come with me to my room. We have much to discuss."Melancthe was feeling slightly sick with nerves, but she followed the old man as he walked at some pace through the winding corridors of the tower. Her burgoning magic powers and sharp wits were the only thing that could possily lift her. ’S: ‘How do you know how to do that? I don’t mean what you actually do. But how do you know how to do it? Did you study something? Did she [image of Spotted Bird] show you?’R: ‘I ... just know what to do.’S: ‘It is the same for me, in blatting to you. I just know how to do it.’Of course, Seth was not telling all the details of his skills or how he acquired them. He learned his ability to speak with animals from another Waabanow and it took a long time – it was not an ‘instinct.’ But it was an. As we walked the sea breeze flapped our skirts and occasionally whipped them up a little to give odd flashes of panties - this was fantastic. I adored being outside in just panties as it was so totally naughty and exciting and normally you could not do this in public but to allow the wind to expose all was acceptable provided you made a half hearted attempt to keep your skirt down.We climbed the steps up to the shops and received a piercing wolf whistle as again the breeze lifted our skirts. She didn't know what to think.All day long, in the back of her mind, she had been waiting for the boy to heap her with insults and spite. But he was now acting as if nothing had happened. She felt herself raise one small notch in hope, and she stooped slightly less. She looked through the cupboard shelves and poked around in the refrigerator. She was only stalling. Finally she peeked into the living room and asked, "Chuck, dear, what would you like for supper?" Oh, anything would be fine. You.