Mildew
Woo hoo, witchy woman
See how high she flies
"Oh, yes. I always will, too. I'm smart enough to not involve myself in things that might go sour." Mildew said with a cat-like smirk, taking the last sip of tea from her cup then placing it down on the floor with a soft clink. She might have said something about Deimos needing to be smart enough to do the same, but something told her that this man wasn't the type to sit back and observe.See how high she flies
He took the figurine from her and she accepted his thanks with a nod and a brighter, more genuine smile. It would work, perhaps a little too well for his liking.
Standing, Mildew gathered the cups and cards, going to put them in their respective homes. "Now dear, I have just noticed the sun in the sky - I must go and attend to my mushrooms. You are welcome to rest here a moment longer if you like, but I cannot let them stay out too long. They will be far too chewy for the stew." And with that, she was gone.
{FIN}
She got the moon in her eye
