Her back came to rest against the gate as she listened to the howls behind her, her mind in thought for a short moment. Should she really have come here? Something about that castle seemed so foreboding, so scary. She began to contemplate getting on her broom and flying back to the town, but she shook the thought from her mind as she pushed away from the gate and began walking towards the castle along the cracked, weathering stone path. She was certain that, at one time, it must have been nicely kept. Now, it seemed like the forest was trying to overtake those walls. "Well Rea, no turning back now..." She said, listening to the sounds of thunder in the distance. If that storm hit, she knew she would be stranded there over night. She was not one to fly in storms, though a voice at the back of her mind seemed to tell her to rethink that policy.