Sophia could recall now why the door had remained open.  She had forgotten the willow bark for the tea.  A little thing she always added to counteract the headache from the meade.  The rain felt lovely on her skin when she passed from under the room to beneath the sky.  She rounded the corner and unlocked the cellar and flung the door open.  A little cry exploded from her when she looked down the stairs and saw the slightly luminous fox at the bottom of them.  What had he seen?  What had he suspected?  How did he get down there without her knowing?<br/><br/>Hearing the cry, Lilliana came running from the house and looked into the darkness of the underground.  She too let out a little yelp, but was more proactive and dashed down the steep steps to fetch the fox.  "Poor thin!  You were almost stuck down there all night!"  A little jolt of static zapped her when she tried to touch him, but it was there and gone the next attempt.  She picked him up and wrapped him in what she could of her cloak and turned upstairs.  "Nicely done sister-dear."  She hissed.<br/><br/>(let me know if you don't want him to be able to be picked up.  I can change it to suit whatever.)