<a class="username" data-user-id="5411" data-username="@Chartreux" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5411/">@Chartreux</a><a class="username" data-user-id="5865" data-username="@Josey wales" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5865/">@Josey wales</a><br/><br/><i>Tinkerbell?!</i><br/>Clara snorted. "Don't make me laugh or we'll all end up with our bums in the grass!" she warned him. The opening was still too high and following Toby's idea, she stepped onto his shoulders, happy to feel the steady hands of the cowboy helping her keep her balance up there.<br/><br/>She was used to being tall, but this was definitely taller. She would have enjoyed the whole thing much more if young lad hadn't mentioned snakes! What was wrong with him? Did he need to add that image in her head?!<br/>She started taping around the hole, in the hope that a disturbing sound would dislodge any inhabitant may they be squirrels or snakes...she really hoped for the former!!<br/><br/>"Woohoo, someone's home?" she called without much enthusiasm. Why oh why, had she thought that it would be a good idea to be climbing a tree to look into a hole from where music was coming from while she had just been...teleported to fantasy land with a bunch of other people!? Once she came back home, she would have a word or two with Jeff. After all it was her brother's fault if she was here!<br/><br/>Then it hit her, why wasn't she questioning what was around her? Why didn't she think that she was dreaming or something? Nothing of what was happening was possible and yet, she didn't question it.