Mythical Haven discussion

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This is the home of Andrez, Bellins, and Faenia LeRoux. Whether one of them (probably Fae- that girl's powers are weird) made it, or if it was created for them by someone unknown, or if it was already there, no one knows. Bell stumbled upon it while running through the woods, and decided it would be a perfect home for them. There is a charm around it (again, no one knows who cast it,) that makes it so no one but the siblings can even get near it (let alone hear or see it,) even if they're walking right towards it. (Unless one of the siblings lets them into the magic-bound area.) No one even notices that they can't walk towards it.

Bell stood, leaning against the the tree trunk, looking at the camera feeds. She'd managed to keep it-and the cameras-a secret from her siblings. Well, Dray, at least. Who knew if Fae knew?
Fae was wandering the woods, and Dray was in the village, because he insisted neither of them could visit until he checked it out. Whatever.
Someone was walking in the direction of the house, she could see, on the feed. A dark haired boy. She couldn't see him in the woods yet. she decided not to let him through, but to go out and wait near the barrier, on the visible side.
She hid the tablet, went, and waited. "Hello," she called. HE couldn't see her yet, or she he, but he'd hear her, and it'd be a mystery how she'd known he was there.

She could judge his distance by the sound of his voice. She'd learned to do that years ago. If he couldn't, that meant that either he was new to the Haven and hadn't learnt it yet, or he'd been there so long his senses had dulled. She guessed it was the former.
"I'm over here," she said in a bored drawl, "About twenty meters in front of you, with a couple of trees in the way. You'll see me soon."

She just stared. She hadn't known creatures like him existed. He wasn't an angel, not exactly, but he wasn't a fairy either. What was he, and what could he do?
But she'd learned to mask her expressions. Her face simply appeared like a bored girl looking at the accidental intruder.
"You know, you should train your eyes and ears better. I've been right here for two minutes." True. She'd come out of the barrier before he came close. Why had he been so surprised? This was the Haven. Strange things had happened and how stranger would it be if they met right it the middle of the woods?
"Also, language! Talk nicely. I should ask you, what are you doing this close to my home, on private property?"
She saw Fae in a tree behind him. She was being silent, so he wouldn't hear her. She climbed until she was right above him, then jumped, somersaulted through the air, and landed on her feet right next to Bell. She'd done it all so quickly and silently, it appeared as though she'd dropped from the sky spontaneously.
"So, I'm Bell and this is my sister, Fae."
Fae ignored the boys shell-shocked expression.
"Why are we all standing out here? I'm hungry. Bell, can we go inside so you can make me lunch?" WIth those words, Fae had granted the still unnamed boy temporary entrance to their home. His eyes widened even further as he took in the sight of it. Fae ignored that too, and skipped into the house. Bell followed, but when she got to the door, she called, "Are you coming, or not?"

"Don't worry, not all Havenders are like us," she said, "At least, I don't think so. We just got to the Haven last night, and your the second person I've seen- but I'm sure Fae has seen more, and probably our brother Dray, since he went to the village."

She finished making the silver-stream sandwich and handed it to Fae, who grabbed it and skipped out the door, back to where ever she'd been. It was just Raven and Bell. In the magic tree-house. That no one but the siblings could get to. Alone.

"Well, my brother is out in the village, because, apparently, 'it isn't safe' until he checks it out. My sister either went back to the forest, or into the village, since she does what she likes. I heard there was a high school, so I was planning on registering us ASAP, because even though Fae is only 13, she's wise for her age, and Dray is 19, but he hasn't been to a proper school in forever."
She smiled at him. "So how old are you, and are you going to go to the school, if it really does exist?"
Was she talking to much? She did that occasionally, but Fae was to nice to tell her so, and Dray tuned her out after a while.

"I'm a 17-year-old werewolf. Don't believe everything you hear about us," she laughed, "But Dray is a were-cat and we aren't sure what Fae is."

"My mom was a were-cat, my dad was a werewolf, and Fae is adopted. But what," she asked, "Are you you, exactly?"

"Parent? What happened to the other one?"

"How would you know that if you ran away?"

"No?" She was surprised. That's what she would've done, and she got the impression they weren't that different. Which meant...
"Then they kicked you out? Or tried to kill you?" She knew she was being insensitive, but she couldn't help it.

"Trust me, I've been a little kid watching gruesome stuff. I've seen stuff I wish I could un-see, but I can't imagine what that would have been like. So then the hunters found you?"

"You really don't know about hunters? They're the reason this haven was created, why magic isn't commonly found on Earth, and the only reason anyone comes to this place."

"Well, not maybe not. I mean, the hunters don't know about everybody. Chances are, if your parents were human, the hunters don't know about you."
Unless your parents told them. But she didn't say that.

"Well, I don't know who killed my parents. Someone came into our house, handed my parents a baby, and died. My parents gave the baby to me and Dray, and told us to run. We ran, but when we turned to look back, they were dead." She said it without a hint of sadness, very matter-of-factly, like, That's life. Oh, well.
She wasn't usually callous, but she knew if she thought about t too much, she'd start bawling, and she'd feel silly like that in front of a total stranger.

Sure he didn't care. Yeah, right.
But it was his deal. He didn't want to talk about it, that was fine.
"So where are you staying while you are here," she asked, changing the subject, "Don't tell me you're sleeping in the woods?" She pretended like it was too horrible to consider. Of course, she'd slept in the woods plenty of times, but that wasn't the point. She just needed to get away from this depressing aura.

"I know, right," she laughed, "The stars are beautiful. But you're...alone?" She didn't think that was safe. he sounded like he slept with one eye open. "Stay with us for a little while."

"It's fine," she said, "We have plenty of room. This place is to big for just three of us, as I was telling Dray just last night. Besides, I think he'd like you."
It'd be..nice. She couldn't understand what it was about this boy- because he was still a boy, even if he was responsible for himself- that drew her to him. She felt like she could be herself around him, like she didn't need to be the ever-cheerful face she put on every morning for her siblings. He felt...freeing.

She smiled. She didn't understand why this made her so happy. Then she laughed. "You are kidding, I hope," she said, "We have, like, 10 bedrooms in this place. It's bigger than it looks from the outside."

She laughed again. "No problem. I make a huge mess in my room. You should see the stuff I have in there."

"I think it's my subconscious trying out the opposite spectrum," she said, "Before I was living outdoors with no worldly possessions, so I was impeccably neat. Now I'm in a home, with stuff, and I'm a mess." She laughed again.

(hello?)

"Well, you'll fit right in here then," she said, and checked the feed, "Which is good- because Dray is on his way home."