Yuko leaned back in her chair. It was huge nearly king like chair. It was coated in gold, and was placed deep inside a temple. She could not take two steps outside this castle unless she wanted to be turned into a menacing cat.  That transformation would completely obliterate any personality she has in this form. Meaning that when she was transformed she would no longer be herself.  She twirled her large staff in her hands. Its golden tip seemed to curve , and there was a blue orb in the center of the top. At the bottom it turned into a design of a cat paw. Her staff was her very power in this form.<br/><br/>The people of this land had banished her. Calling a witch and that her gifts were forbidden. Thus they had a priest curse her thinking that it was best to banish her forever from the land, and any other land. That she would never want to transform into viscous animal, and so on.  Fact was they were right about that. She could grant any wish to any person. But only if they give her something in return. Whether it would be at the moment the wish is granted or on credit, and given after the wish is granted.<br/><br/>The giant doors that led into the castle, they were always open unless for some reason she sensed danger. However, that was rare. Therefor, the doors were always opened wide.  She rested her head against the chair. Her amberish eyes glanced upon her foir. There were small lamps that lit the temple, giving it a nice glow, and some warmth from the flicker of the flames. She stretched out her long legs awaiting for at least some lost soul to wander into the temple. She could end up waiting an eternity. But that eternity could very well be the solitude that she would need.<br/><br/>Her left hand held a similar orb to the one that was on her staff.  This orb was showing the image of a tavern, and a boy that seemed stricken by something. She wasnâ€™t sure if it was illness, or a curse of some sort. But the boy seemed to be on the ground. If she was correct the boy was at a tavern that resided only a little ways outside her forest.  Though she couldnâ€™t physically bring the boy to the forest, she could watch in curiosity as the boy would realize the tavern was empty. She sighed. This was the best entertainment she could possibly get. At least for being someone that is sealed by a curse.