16 year old Meggie Folchart, a pretty golden blonde with lovley clear blue eyes, was changing into her pajamas, which were a tank top and a pair of shorts, she walked into her room which was a little chilly but comfertable enough to wear what she was, she opened the the blinds, like she always does, a strange man was out side her door, she was so startled by this, she sceamed. Mo heard her and got out of bed and ran to her room, Mo held her untill he reconized the face,"Its ok,, its an old friend." he opened the door, a cold blast of wind gusted through the house, Meggie shivered, Mo rubbed his hands down her arms, "Go to bed sweety, ok?" Meggie nodded and climbed into bed, noticing the heat of Dustfinger watching her, She leaned over to grab her book, it was facing Dustfinger and Mo, she heard her father clear his throat,"Um, follow me, Dustfinger." he said , breaking Dustfingers gaze from Meggie, he chuckled nervousl and closed the door.
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