I glanced up from the creek where I was drinking; there it was again, that irritating pull on my senses. What could possibly be causing it from so far into the faerie lands? The Fae were not ones to welcome outsiders into their midst.
I shook myself, shaking water droplets from my fur. I could go no closer than this anyway, there was no reason for it to concern me any further. I huffed softly and wondered further away from the source of the magical pull and the fog it was creating. I had little interest in the problems of the Fae, and I did not wish to become tangled in their affairs.
I trotted off towards home, seeking shelter from the rain and damp that seemed to come ever closer to my den, climbing through the small opening rounded and smoothed by many years of spending time here.
Sniffing lightly I spun in a circle, kicking stones out of the way, and lay down, settling my nose into my tail. It was time for a nap.
~*~
I lifted my nose to the air and sniffed; Orange blossoms and the
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