Jakira's little fist slowly fell to her side. She was shaking and getting wetter by the minute. Trembling as the frigidly cold wind blew over her little form. Her small pointed ears twitching. No movement inside. She heard something speaking in the background but didn't know what it was. This was her first time in the human realm. She heard the window open and opened her eyes weakly. Whimpering in pain. Her wings twitching as she looked up at him. Her eyes filled with fear and uncertainty.<span style="font-style: italic">So this was a human!</span>She had only ever seen one in books before. She was worried about ending up in a butterfly jar. Nothing more. Nothing less. It scared the daylights out of her because butterfly nets could catch them and butterfly jars would kill them. SLowly but surely kill them. Drain the magic right out of them.<br/><br/>She let out a bell like sound as he picked her up. Looking at him fearfully but with pleading eyes. Not saying anything to him yet. Delaying having to say the words yet. She was placed in his palm and curled up. Whimpering again with bell like cries. She had one wing draping over her as she lay upon the other. SHe looked at him. He looked so shocked and so surprised. Maybe he wouldn't put her in a jar. That was all she really cared about right now. It was warm inside the farmhouse. She looked around with barely any movement of her head. Unsure about this place. She had only ever heard stories of the dwellings of humans. It wasn't extremely different from her kinds own dwelling but it was still different by far. She fit in his palm easily due to her small size.<br/><br/>She could see the thoughts racing across his face as he spoke.<span style="font-style: italic">Are you? So he knew what she was? He didn't seem to believe it though.</span>Her mind echoing his words and thinking to herself over them. She uncurled slowly as he rested his palm on the table for her to step out of it. Sitting up and wincing from pain. She slowly crawled out of his had. Curling up in a protective ball on the table. Moving her tiny form around until she could look at him. She bit her lower lip softly. Looking at him warily. "So...cold. It all hurts. My body does." She said in a quivering voice. Her voice sounded like bell undertones as she spoke. Little tiny jingling bells. She spoke loud enough for him to hear. She looked at him. "Who...are you?" She asked. Looking at him in fear. She was very, very scared. She was outside the veil. She didn't know anymore of where she was except that it was Ireland. She didn't know what those things were that almost hit her.<br/><br/>She knew so very little about the world outside the veil. She didn't move. She was thirsty. "Sweet drink?" She asked hopefully.