"I just wish that she would speak. She is the height of a two to three year. I hope that she makes friends with a few of her own age soon." Mystique spoke warmly as she looked at Rose. Out of the blue, Mystique heard something.......<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-weight: bold">Who wanders through these woods be found</span> </span><br/><br/>Rose looked up quickly from her stone hunting and hide her face in Mystique's pants leg. Mystique placed an arm around the child in a protective manner as she looked about. A voice of some kind could be heard but who? Mystique did not recognize it but as she looked about she saw a faint form not very far off. A form of a young woman or was it an older girl?<br/><br/>"Who might she.. you be? What do you mean?" she barely whispered as she debated about picking up Rose and leaving quickly. The problem is that they needed to know who and what it was.....