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[thewildmagelet]

There's someone new in the woods. This someone is a young woman, about 16, with her hair tied up on her head and wearing a casual shirt and breeches. There are some curious things about her, though -- the first is that she's accompanied by a small blue dragon. The dragon is a baby, about the size of a large dog, and ambling about the trees with

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[tomboy_22]

Anita's beast whirled on itself, forcing her out of bed - she has a painful hangover - thank you, Khary.

So out she is, in a jumper, grumbling things about this stupid house and how its magic won't even let a girl get a rest.

Of course, she's as grumpy today, as she was joyful the day before. And here she is, against a tree. Observing, for now.

She's in no mood to talk, but she will, she will.

Hm. Forgive my epic mistype.

[thewildmagelet]

Daine stills and watches her for a minute, absently giving pets to Kitten. "Hello," she says after a moment, frowning curiously. "Who're you, then?"

[tomboy_22]

Anita lifts her eyebrows, and cocks her head to the side. "Who's asking?"

[thewildmagelet]

"Daine. Daine Sarrasri." She motions to Kitten, who's now standing next to Daine, looking curious. "This is Kit."

[tomboy_22]

"Hey there," she waves at the Dragon, she's not particularly alarmed by it, since Karla has that habit of walking around with shadows.

"Blake. Anita Blake, and no pets, sorry. Welcome to the hall of crazies, then."