Chapter 4c - In which we meet Will, but not Alex
Several hours after that… Moon-drop tapped repeatedly on a window ignoring the lack of noise from within. All the curtains were drawn and no light could possibly be getting through the heavy drapes. Suddenly a cautious hand twitched aside the curtain, gloved in a large oven mitt shaped like a crocodile. The hand also wrenched the window open and thrust itself out to grab Moon. Unfortunately, in the process, the bare skin of the arm above the oven mitt and below the tee-shirt was exposed to the sunlight. The hand was snatched back inside, dragging Moon with it and a stream of interesting curses followed by the sound of running water followed this strange behaviour. Inside, Moon skipped around the room lightly, bouncing off the ceiling and walls, and the occupant had run to the sink to put his scolded arm under the cool water. A red mark already marred the skin, but as soon as it was well wrapped in a honey bandage the man stopped fussing and turned to the Servant-Summoned.
"Hey Moon, sorry 'bout that, just the sun, if you're looking for Alex he's out, but you can leave any message with me." He grinned, exposing a set of very sharp looking teeth. All of them were pointed, especially elongated though, were the canines which are the biting teeth. He ran his hand through his hair, showing the pointed ears and mussing his ginger-blonde hair. His overly long nails caught in a strand, but pulled it free and made sure the hair was brush-able. The nails were painted a deep, dark blue with silver glittery bits, like the sky on a cloudless night. His green-glowing traffic-light-coloured eyes stared at Moon whilst he skipped along the ceiling. He was dressed in an ordinary tee-shirt, blue with some white letters printed across the front; and skater jeans, that were at least four sizes too big for him. However, there were two more interesting things about William that not even the most denial-filled parent could dismiss. He had a tail. It was long, and thin, but furry, with a tuft-y bit on the end. It hung down from the back of his jeans. It waved independently from his own thoughts, although when happy it waved around more than usual. And he was a little fuzzy himself. From a distance he looked tanned, but in fact he was furry, not too much, just enough to be noticeable.
William took the note from Moon, who buzzed happily around the room taking stock it seemed. Absently, whilst still reading he pulled from his pocket a box, and flicked it open. He withdrew something from the box and tossed it into the air. Moon caught it before it hit the ground. He turned a somersault in the air, turned a deep pink colour, and made a contented humming noise. William's glowing eyes perused the paper and his eyebrows shot up when he got to the end. He turned the paper over and read the replies. He grabbed a pencil without a word from the table, and scribbled a quick reply. He turned to the happy Moon-drop. "Do you think she's alright? I'm going to this thing on Saturday, no problem. I need to talk to Nick too. Will you take a messages to him for me please?" Moon stopped the contented humming, but nodded once and bobbed up and down. "I'll definitely be able to convince Alex by Saturday that he needs to see his sister. So you can tell her that both of us'll be there." Wil finished talking to Moon, tickled him until he turned pink and the gave him Tairra's letter, now with a note on it from himself to Alex. Moon left through the window, humming contentedly all the way.