<div class="floatleft">(http://s50.radikal.ru/i130/0903/60/3f372393882d.jpg)</div>The tiny almost black mote of midnight blue light flitted through the deserted village the mote pausing long enough for those paying attention to hear the buzz of tiny wings and maybe even catch a glimpse of the perfect little Black Frost Fairy as she looked about. The tiny silver bells on her hair and ties of her narrow skirt tinkling in sharp contrast to the bestial howling roars and screams echoing form the dark woods and even the village.<br/><br/>Meabh’s silvery eyes narrowed as she looked about no village elders, no girls. Although on the bright side no Demons.<br/>The Fairy’s form shifted as she assumed her normal size; her eyes darting about as even as black lips curled in a smirk. Maybe she should look for some of the other girls. Her noble idea tainted by the wicked hope that she might get to see some of them succumb to the ‘charms’ of a demon or two. She giggled darkly as she looked over the destruction and tried to decide where to search for victims first.<br/>