Idony woke with that falling feeling again, as if she'd just been plunked back into her body. Her eyes stretched across the darkened thicket, padding softly across the green leaves and flowers that littered her vision. A strand of her snow white hair tumbled from its resting place and caressed the side of her cheek. Her nimble fingers twirled it about and put it back into place.

She pulled the band out of one of her long braids and untwisted it and set it aside. She untangled her braid as well and her hair finally fell back into place, though it now was left with the indention of wavy curls. She did the same with the other and laid her head back, begging silently that her headache would go away. With a sigh she slowly crept out of the thicket, stepping on various objects as she did.

"How I miss shoes," she sighed to herself, but it was only half truth. She missed warm food and living in a house, but yet again, the life she lived was wonderful in its own way. Idony brushed off the idea as she approached the pond. It wasn't really a pond, more like a very small lake with a waterfall, but she called it a pond nonetheless. She took off her velvet cloak and set it on the muddy bank and quickly dove into the water. It was cold, yes, but it was a small price she paid for getting the pond to herself.

In the Eastern Corner there were many creatures, and some didn't necessarily understand the word privacy. So to keep herself from prying eyes, Idony got up early every morning and bathed, before any of those creatures would even dream of waking. A rustle of a branch sent Idony's eyes streaking around the surrounding area.

"Idony!" she heard and let out a breath of relief, it was only Puck. Which brought another problem all together, it was Puck! Puck was an imp, but not one of those horribly ugly ones, he was rather cute for an imp. Historically the imp was thought to be a small demon kept in a bottle or ring. When released or awaken the entity served its master in magical, alchemical, or healing purposes. Supposedly there are both good and bad imps.

"Puck," she called back "I'm TRYING to take a bath here!"

"I know," he said coming into the clearing. His voice was panicky and worried "I'm sorry, but you must listen!"

"What'd you break now?" she muttered going down into the water so that the imp couldn't see more of her skin than needed.

"Somebody's coming," he said "I heard the bird talking and-"

"What did I tell you about eavesdropping?" she asked completely ignoring his panicked state.

"The Goblin King is coming," he said "Idony he's coming to find you!"