Emerald, still a bit giddy from her magic, looked around the hut. She was definitely enjoying the flow of even these minute magics. Part of her wanted to unleash greater magics, but most of what she knew was something of more destructive power. Which they didn't need yet. She sat down with a sigh, wondering how they were going to handle this.<br/><br/>The Wolf was in the area, that they knew thanks to Garret's keen eye for tracking. The story went that he blew down this house and the house of sticks, then went on to get cooked up in a pot in the house of brick. The fairy had warned them about harming Jack, she was willing to bet that killing the Wolf was a no-no too. Least till the story was done. She could hit him with mystic bolts and other magics in such a way that it woudln't kill him. She smiled at the image of them hog-tying the wolf and running to the next pigly brother.