Clara gave Tody a small smile. "I'm not sure if I did the right thing. Maybe I'm preventing most of you from happily going home." she had a small chuckle. "We all have some repressed things and judging by Cassie's and Josey's behavior, they might be young but they aren't innocent."<br/><br/>She had a louder laugh. "I deserve to be called Tinkerbell, after all I wasn't being kind to you. I guess I'm used to be the Old Woman so it felt good to have someone older...how childish of me."<br/><br/>She took a deeper breath and looked up at the tree canopy above them.<br/>"I'm an architect. We focus on eco-friendly design, mostly for the rich and famous who can afford the latest gadgets."<br/>She looked at him.<br/>"How about you? Are you retire or do you still work?" she asked with interest.<br/><br/>That was until a scent caught her nostrils and she looked around. Fire. Far down the path that had been carved out from the forest like a nasty scar, she could see a glow which might have been comforting but as they knew that this was the way the specter went, it crackled like the promise of death and chaos.<br/>"Gosh that doesn't look good..." she uttered.