NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA
Turambil and Mayla make it back to the elven world. They have so many bags with gifts. They walk in to Willo's room to find Arwyn standing with her head against the wall. "What are you doing?" Turambil asks. Arwyn lifts her head and steps back from the wall. Her hair is a mess and it looks like she has dark circles under her eyes. "Ever since you both left, he's been difficult." Mayla walks over to Willo and picks him up. "He looks perfect to me." She says has she kisses his forehead. Arwyn grabs Turambil by his arm and walks him out to the hallway and shuts the door. "You have only been gone for maybe 7 hours at most. It's still bright here but in the human world it's getting dark is it not." Turambil nods his head, "I suppose so. How do you mean 'difficult'?" Arwyn takes a breath in and slowly lets it out. "He was happy when you left, he was playing and cooing and makes happy sounds. The later it got in the day the more annoyed he became with everything. He seems very restless like there's something stirring inside of him. Whatever it is, it wants out. When it was time to feed him, he would eat a little then threw a fit the rest of the time. I would lay him down for a nap and he would fall asleep like there wasn't a care in the world. He would wake up and cry. I would pick him up and try to quiet him down and I was met with flying baby hands that would grab fist fulls of my hair and pull it. I checked him over and there isn't anything wrong with him from what I can tell. Wait..." Turambil listens to Arwyn go on and on about the time she had with Willo. He can tell that it really bothers her and form everything she has been saying it doesn't sound like him at all. He always seemed happy and content. "You maybe on to something. Willo always seems happy and never fussy." Turambil continues. "There's a full moon in the human world if that means anything to you." Arwyn tries to straighten her hair. As she's using her fingers to brush through in, she suddenly stops. "A full moon?" Turambil looks at her inquiringly. "Yes, a full moon. I wanted to take Mayla to New Orleans when it was still light outside but slowly getting dark so she can see the shift and feel of the city and its people. What does a full moon have to do with anything?" Then it hits them both. The prophecy speaks of werewolf traits. Arwyn smiles. "It's his wolf traits. If he was older and was able to show aggression it would present a lot worse then his tantrums now." Arwyn laughs. "Here I thought I was going crazy." Turambil squints at her. "Crazy? You did look that way with your hair all over and your head against the wall. If it's alright with you, I have one last place to go. Can you manage this infant wolf trait?" Arwyn nods with an evil smirk on her face. "Yes, I will enlist the help from the rest of the Elders." Turambil notices her smirk and the look in her eyes. "Well, I will get Mayla and be on my way. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." With that being the last thing said, Turambil gets Mayla and away they go to the land of New Orleans.
The same as before when they entered Portland and then San Antonio, Turanbil does his magic and they walk through a door and steps out into Lafayette Cemetery. Mayla looks around. "What is this place? Why can I sense so much magic here?" Turambil looks around. "This is a human cemetery. It is like ours except they put their dead in above ground tombs. They have family tombs and wall vaults. They have to be put to rest above ground because of the low elevation and high water table causing frequent flooding and the coffins will float to the surface if they are buried underground. Now for the magic and power you sense. This particular cemetery is home to several witch families. The New Orleans witches consecrate their family to the ground to add to the power that witch family can use." Mayla walks up to a tomb. It reads Boussard in large letters at the top, below the name there are 2 plaques.
Emmery Boussard
born 10-21-85 died 10-21-85
I hold you in my heart until I can hold you in Heaven
Jane-Ann Boussard
born 7-13-89 died 7-13-89
I carried you every second of your life and I will love you every second of mine
