~ Josie ~
“Perhaps we should be the ones asking questions…” Kit takes a step closer into the compact old fashioned living area. It was as if we had time travelled back in time.
She doesn’t move, eyeing Kit suspiciously before she scoffs out at his boldness.
“I can see that the moon goddess continues to pair the female line with a certain type.” She slowly moves past him, heading towards her kitchen area.
“A certain type..” He towers over her, her small frame not showing any sign of being fearful of him.
“Which reminds me, come…” She moves into her small kitchen area that consists of one wooden work top, a few pots, a sink and interestingly those jars.
She takes something out from a lower cupboard, lifting the lid off a jar and springling herbs into a small vial, swirling it.
“..for you to remain here with your mate, you need to drink this.” She places the small vial out to Kit, her eyes watching him defiantly.
“I’m not drinking that.” Kit scoffs out.
“What is it?” I try to get a better look at the small potion swirling in her hold.
“A safety measure for me.”
“But, we mean you know harm.” I persist, I wasn’t going to let Kit drink something we didn’t know what it contained.
“It will just keep his wolf at bay…”
“Will it?” I move closer, taking the vial off her and lifting it to my eyes.
“Fascinating…” I look into it, removing the lid off and giving it a sniff.
It was putent, having an absolutely rank smell…like rotten fruit on a hot summer’s day.
Uninvited, I move myself closer into her kitchen, my eyes scanning the jars before me. Curiosity completely taking over me to the point I almost forget where I am.
“It’s a poison, what did you use?”
“A small amount of wolfsbane.”
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