Kitherit was very relieved at their offer, and obediently followed Ildra to her cottage.  Once again out in public, she couldn't help but notice those watching her curiously.  Was it just her imagination that there were a few more gathered now then there had been before?  If they'd had far to go she would have pulled her hood up to try and hide.  But it wasn't far to the small, beautiful cottage.<br/><br/>Once inside, Ildra guided her around and helped her clean up.  It took a bit of work to get the knots combed out of her hair, but they succeeded well enough.  Ildra found a gown that not only fit Kitherit well, but accentuated her features nicely.  When she stepped out of the cottage, the transformation was quite noticeable.  Her black hair was now glossy and fell past her shoulders, nearly to her waist.  Clad in Elven clothing, her awkwardness seemed to have vanished.  She felt much more comfortable both physically and mentally.<br/><br/>((Sorry if this post is brief and sort of skims over things.))