<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/v8XuMYX.jpg)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x365/IrishEnglishBlood/Female%20anime/image_zpssmv6ytc8.jpg)</div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1178.photobucket.com/albums/x365/IrishEnglishBlood/Female%20anime/image_zps45arrchu.jpg)</div><br/><br/>The three witches stood there around the bubbling cauldron, well, the two sister witches still bickering a bit under their breathes while helping their mother with the spell. The Mother was mixing things when the loud knock on the door was heard on their old wooden tree. The sisters gasped while their mother bit her lip nervously. "Girls, go to the backyard. I need ginger and pussy willow buds. It's early spring so you should have no problem finding them. Now-"  She ordered hearing the front door starting to open.<br/><br/>The daughters were confused but also not liking the idea of leaving their mother with this intruder. For they have never met him. Her youngest being 18 and her oldest 20, it's been nearly 23 years since he was last here. Well, in her home. They usually meet up for their frolic in the woods, away from her home. Not wanting her daughters to see their breeding act right. The last time he was here, a few years ago was interrupted. Unable to breed her properly last time.<br/><br/>Mother had shoved her daughters out the back door and rushed back to the front dusting her hands and making sure she looked her best, like always for him. It helps that the witches wore lovely revealing clothing. They had no shame in their bodies and the body was a temple to be admired. The fact that she was full and curvy was also a blessing. She's aware that he loves that about her too. How she sleeps with no one but him as well pleases him.<br/><br/>When he stalks his way in the room she smiles up at him and walks around the cauldron to stand a few feet before him. "My love! What a pleasant surprise. You usually send me lovely ravens to let me know you're coming and where to meet you. Never, right to my home." She spoke softly and alluring to him. A mature woman's voice that was silk as she walked up to him more and bit her lip a bit. "Are you hungry? Thirsty? Should we go to our favorite little spot under the grand oak?" The beautiful lavender witch bat her eyelashes and hoped to get him away from her home. She runs her hands over his chest slowly tracing his scars with her fingernails gently. "Oh darling, you have taken some battle damage...You know you don't have to ask for me to heal you." She winks at him and presses her lips to a scar and kisses it ever so sweetly. It soon heals up as if, nothing was ever there. It was one of his little scars. Knowing he is proud of his more larger ones. "Mmm, but we both know how much I love your scars. Just be careful my love." The mother stood before him smiling and curious as to what brought him here. As she waited for him to speak her eyes glanced to her back door for the second. Hoping that her and him could leave for a bit.<br/><br/>Her daughters were so unpredictable. Miya wasn't a pure maiden anymore where Tillie was. Neither of them know of him.