Well, no magical urges or whatnot... didn't mean anything now that she thought about it... damn fey and their specifics... but the smells were nice in here.  Hell, she could figure out all the ingredients based on the smell now... but still, given that<em>massive</em>bone... wasn't too trusting of that there stew.  That, and the house was filled with furs as a bed, a rickety table, and a firepit... the alarm bells were on full tilt now.<br/><br/>"As delicious as it smells, I will have to pass, I'm sorry." she said with a polite smile, looking about "But... hm... what is it that you have in there, what sort of meat?  There was a rather<em>large</em>bone outside... definitely not a rabbit..."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">DANGER!  DANGER, WILL ROBINSON! &gt;.&lt;</div></div>