(Kudos to JastineXoXo for making this brilliant story cover for me!) Vulpeculae = Cunning Fox In the bustling center of an ordinary city lies an orphanage, a small apartment complex, and the tall oak tree that overlooks the center of a park. The city is a normal one at most, with these factors thrown into there. Nothing out of the ordinary has been thrown into the equation yet. Nohlin and Eileen are two orphaned siblings that had grown up together since they were mere infants. They suddenly get adopted by a mysterious woman by the name of Ursala, an ordinary social worker in her late 20s who is, ironically, a single woman. With her alluring looks and cunning personality, men go heads-over-heels for her. But she declines them all and lives with the children in her apartment complex that is shared by several other residents on the four floors they live on. This story goes about the lives between Nohlin, Eileen, and Ursala about the hardships of growing up in a family and the bond that ties them together from the moment they had met.

In a world where magic is required for day to day activities, people are divided into class based on magical ability determined by eye color. With a corrupt ruling class, and a dying bottom class, one boy, born with eyes of white, may be the only person who can change this kingdom.

Dear fellow Waddits, Up until this point I have been working diligently at the completion of our first tale having to work around the demons, metaphorical and otherwise (toddlers). I am pleased to inform you that the first book in the series has been completed, despite the darnkess which has followed us so closely all this time, and is currently undergoing editing. I look forward to sharing the adventure with all of you and hope that you will meet me at the safe hold. Journey far across the interweb to the land of Twitter and in the ancient tongue, speak the word CABonfilio. There will be friends there who are waiting patiently, cool drink in hand. When you make it, rest. The perilous journey is just beginning, but for the night, you will be well hidden. My deepest regard The Teller