The Vixen & the Fox II

Chapter 363

Davina winced when she woke, her stomach was intent on making itself known as she carefully pulled herself Kol's grip, he was still hard asleep. She put Enar under his arm so he wasn't alone before she went to relieve herself. Oddly enough, the water still ran, which was strange but she accepted the oddity readily because if she thought too hard about where she was, or anything, her stomach would revolt. She was trembling a little, she figured it was hunger, she hadn't eaten before the spell and now she was hungry. The body snatcher was calm right now, the magic her child radiated was stronger than her own right now. Carefully toeing her way through the house, she made it the kitchen, which was still stocked.

Davina was carefully about what she grabbed to cook, she was hungry, but the body snatcher needed simple foods. She was cautious about making toast with some marmalade ad butter. It was simple enough. Munching on that, Davina started creeping through the house. She shivered a little, she was still a Louisiana bayou girl, and cold was not her thing. She made it to the front door, and she cracked the door open. The world was rapidly changing and growing and Davina was stunned as she saw the creatures moving through the woods. She was stunned to see some human looking creatures walking soundlessly through the streets, but their magic seemed to be infused with the very nature they were creating, the way the forest grew, and seemed to be part of it.

They also looked confused as she was. Davina carefully slid the door shut as she crept back up the stairs. Havoc and Aska were alert, ears, perked and Davina pulled the knife from her legging's pocket.

Kol's eyes snapped open and Davina saw a pulse of magic through his body as he came to being fully alert, his eyes were dark as they flicked to the dogs, Enar, then her. Davina didn't have to ask, but he was up, pulling her behind him as they peered out of the window.

"Ljósálfar," he muttered in disbelief.

"What are they?"

"Elves," he answered. "In simple English terms, they are elves, Davina."

"So... good?"

"No."

"Huh?"

"Nothing about the supernatural was ever good or evil, love, that is a human concept so humans can have morals and build their society on similar ethics and acceptable standards," he stated softly. "Creatures like the Ljósálfar, they are dangerous, until we know exactly where we are, we do not speak names, love."

"Okay," she nodded. He stepped away from the window, kissing her hard and passionately before he grabbed up his coat. Davina was fast to grab up her bag, shoving clothes and needed supplies in them. Kol reappeared with a bag stuffed with food supplies, and herbs and spices they would need.

"What are we going to do?" Davina asked.

"Get to Fresvik," he answered. "We'll try to figure out what is here, and where we are."

"Could we have... into their world we were creating?" she asked as she pulled on a hoodie.

"I don't... maybe," he muttered. "We were both touching the god, and we were using him as our anchor, it's possible that in that contact we were pulled into this world."

"So... it worked?" Davina muttered.

"Very possible," he admitted. Davina turned to him. "I can't believe I only have a red hoodie for you," he muttered.

"I'm not little red riding hood," she informed him.

"You are a delicious snack though," he smiled wolfishly, and she snort; her stomach did a flip which had her stopping as she looked at him. "Davina?"

"Your child is trying to kill me," she muttered as her stomach slowly settled, she walked a few careful steps, and he took her arm. And they pulled up hoods, Kol looked wary as he grabbed up Enar, stuffing the feline in a bag, they strapped their wands to their backs before he went to the front door.