"AH I HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU ARE BUT YOU WERE JUST MADE OUT OF FIRE
STUFF AND IF YOU TOUCH ME THERES A CHANCE I MIGHT MELT AND DIE SO
PLEASE DONT OK?! OK!"
*hyperventilates*
*Hatter walks into the room, back in human size, hitting her head
on the shorter doorframe*
"Ow! Oh, who's this? ...And why are you all looking at me like
that?"
"My my, aren't you advanced magic... And such fine workmanship
too!" Hatter said, circling the newly created being.
"And for your information, I'm a pook!" She said quite proudly
Hatter took off her hat and bowed.
"And it is a pleasure to meet you as well! Tell me, do you remember
any feeling before being conjured to this plane of existence?"
Grace looked up, blood coming from her nose. "i have nothing to
explain."
"i say, that creature looks terribly sick." the cat said as it
pointed at Grace.
"She's a wolf."
Hatter turned to Grace.
"Yes you do. Such complicated spells could kill the user! What were
you thinking!"
As Hatter scolded Grace, Sprite shivered in a corner of the
room.
Pixil stumbled in.
"Whas goin on an who is tha new cat?" She mumbled sleepily.
"I think so." Pixil said, watching Hatter leave the room.
"What's your name? I'm Pixil, and the blue cat with wings in the
corner is Sprite. She doesn't like fire an stuff, and that's kind
of what you were made of, so I guess she's scared of you a bit."