But what if things were different?
What if Origo had not lost his memory?
A small, green fairy was fluttering in the kitchen. She landed softly on the edge of the table, waiting. After a few seconds more, Origo entered the room.
Ivy smiled as the puppy did not notice her. The fairy started to flutter quietly to her puppy. She was only a foot away, but still, Origo did not notice her.
"Got you!" she said, grabbing onto his fur.
The puppy yelped and started to run around. But the fairy did not let go. She seemed to enjoy the rid as Origo ran around the table.
"Puppy, slow down!" Ivy shouted, trying hold on.
The next second, Ivy let go. Origo quickly turned around and started to growling at the fairy. Ivy smiled and shot upwards as Origo bound towards her.
Down the hall way, Diamond could be heard coming down the hall way. She seemed happier then normal.
"Right" she said smiling as she saw her puppy.
It was then that Origo's attention went from the small fairy to his Diamond. His little tail wagged as he bounded towards her. Diamond gave a big, warm smile as she picked him up.
"I guess you want your turkey" she said, kissing the warm puppy on the head.
Origo gave a small whine and snuggled down on her shoulder. The two of them entered into the cellar. Origo knew what was coming next. Diamond would make him find the turkey.
Diamond noticed that her puppy seemed more excited. She smiled. But Origo was not the one to find the turkey for Diamond knew exactly where the packet was.
After a minute, she walked out again. The cellar door was closed again. The warm puppy was then placed on the cold tiled floor. Diamond smiled as she got a clean bowl out. The puppy seemed to be very excited about having his turkey. His small tail wagged as he lost his concentration for a few seconds.
Ivy, meanwhile, was fluttering around at the work top. Diamond smiled as she placed the turkey in the plate. She was oblivious to the presence of the fairy looking at her.
Ivy then smiled as she looked at the packet. An idea popped into her head. Of course, it was not like her to be mischievous, but she could not help it. She smiled as she landed near by. But Diamond had already finished and picked up the bowl.
"Here you go" she said, smiling as she placed the bowl on the floor.
Origo's tail seemed to wag even more as he started on his food. Now was the right time for Ivy to do what she wanted. Diamond stood up. The paper bag was laying on the worktop did something strange. It seemed to be floating slowly off of the work top.
Diamond was transfixed by it. There was no breeze to talk about. She watched it as it got to the edge. Ivy was in fact the reason why the bag was floating. The fairy smiled as she looked off of the edge of the work top.
The next second, she threw it off and watched it float down to the floor. Diamond also watched it float down to the ground as well.
"Strange" she said to herself, looking around.
She started to wonder if her house had some sort of sprit floating around.
"I hope it doesn't continue" she thought, bending down.
As she went to pick it up, the paper moved again. Diamond took her hand back and watched the paper slowly move upwards.
Origo seemed not to be bothered by the fact the paper was moving. In fact, he had finished his turkey was now looking for something to do. Origo was also looking at the floating paper. But he was seeing something much different from his Diamond was.
A giggling fairy was holding the paper. She was looking up at the large hobbit. A large hand came down, almost grabbing the paper. But Ivy shot off, out of range. Diamond stood up again, confusion was getting stronger. She looked down at her puppy who was wagging his tail and looking at the paper was well.
"Maybe he can see who's doing it" Diamond thought.
But for now, she had to forget about it. She smiled to herself as she walked out of the kitchen. Ivy watched her, giggling. She found it funny that Diamond did not know it was her.
"So" Ivy said, placing the floating packet on the floor.
The fairy fluttered and landed near the pup.
"What would you like to do today?" she asked.
Origo knew that Ivy could make anything happen. A small bark came from the pup. Ivy smiled.
"Sure we can!" she said, liking that idea too.
From the corridor, Diamond's feet could be heard slapping on the cold, hard tiles that made up the floor. It was an obstacle that lay before them. One that Origo had to over come. But it would not be easy. Diamond was walking back towards the kitchen, carrying a mop in her right hand and a bucket, still full of dirty water, sloshing around in the bottom.
The hobbit smiled as she entered the room. For a split second, Diamond thought that Origo was waiting for something. Diamond smiled as she placed the mop against the table.
Diamond then walked over to the sink. The water in the bucket was then tipped away. Taking a deep breath, Diamond turned on the tap. The bucket seemed too big to fit. Yet Diamond found a way of getting the water. it was then that the hobbit looked around.
Origo had vanished from where he had been standing. Diamond thought nothing of this at first. She smiled and looked around again at the bucket. But Diamond did not realise that Origo had a plan. He was going to see his Abira.
Ivy fluttered along side Origo. The two of them were heading towards the large, front door. The door came into view as they rounded the gentle corner. Origo stopped, he could not go any further.
Abira was laying peacefully on her Pimpernel's lap. Nelly was gently stroking Abira's ears. A warm smile came over Pimpernel's face as she watched her pup slowly fall asleep. Abira's small eyes were slowly closing and her small chest was slowly rising and falling.
Life had been hard for Pimpernel over the past few weeks and days. Her very own home, the only place that she had ever found asylum, had been destroyed in an unpredictable and fierce fire.
Flames seemed to eat up anything and everything that they touched. Nothing seemed to be safe. From paintings, drawings, maps, precious books, were all lost to the blackness of charcoal.
In Pimpernel's free hand, one of Pearl's books had been opened. Her eyes went back to the written words on the page.
Breakfast had come and gone. Pimpernel was not getting hungry again as the time wore on. her sister, Pearl, was in a different room.
But reality seemed to be very different. Pimpernel had awoken later then normal. for there was no reason for her arise early. A few times, the door to her room had opened. Pearl had been stood there for a few seconds, then silently closed the door and walked away.
The room that Pimpernel was in was now very silent. Only the odd crackle from the fire met her ears. But something else met her ears as well. A soft pattering against the cold window.
Snow was falling outside as the day brightened. Two figures were making their way down the path towards another house. Origo was shivering due to the coldness around him. Ivy was fluttering near by. A few strong gusts of wind blew her off course every now and again.
Origo knew exactly where he was going. The snowy path led around a shallow bend. Garden after garden was past, each covered in a thick layer of snow. Origo suddenly stopped at a closed gate.
Ivy fluttered on before stopping and looking back.
"Are we here already?" she asked, struggling to get back due to the strength of the wind.
The small puppy nodded. Ivy smiled and looked over at the cold, metal latch. The fairy's little wings propelled her though the snowy air to it.
Ivy struggled to keep herself in one place. A second later and the gate was opened. Origo was quick off of the mark and had already slipped though the gap in the gate. Ivy looked back to where Origo had been, but he was not there. the fairy smiled as she saw the pup scooting up to the large, round door. The gate then clicked shut and Ivy fluttered after him.
Inside, Abira was in the nice, warm kitchen. The smell of bacon and the sound of sizzling surrounded the small pup. But it was not her Pimpernel that was standing at the oven. Instead, Pearl was standing there. She had smiled as she flipped the bacon over.
Pimpernel was in fact sitting at the table, deep in thought. A rack of toast had been placed on the table along a few jars of spreads. A soft brick of creamy butter had been placed out as well.
A few slices of toast had been taken. One lay on Pimpernel's plate.
"Right" said Pearl, placing the hot pieces of cooked bacon into the bowl.
Abira's small tail started to wag.
"Now, it's very hot, so be careful" Pearl said, looked down at the pup.
Abira gave a small whine, her eyes darted from Pearl, to the bowl that she was holding. Pearl smiled and placed the bowl before the hungry pup before standing up to her full height of three foot, four inches.
Pimpernel smiled a bit as her eyes darted from her sister, to the last piece of toast that was laying on her plate. The knife was then picked up, along with a bit of butter. Pimpernel held the piece of toast steady as she started to spread.
After a minute, the top was covered in butter. Pimpernel placed down the knife and turned her eating. But, as she took her first bite, something echoed down from the corridor.
She turned her head as she chewed the piece she had already bitten off. Pearl seemed not to notice the gentle click that had met Pimpernel's ears.
So, getting out of her seat, Pimpernel walked out of the room. Abira broke away from eating for a few seconds and watched her Pimpernel disappear from sight.
Pimpernel felt a change in temperature as she walked down towards the door. The cold air was being let in as she rounded the shallow corner.
At the end of the long corridor was the large front door. Pimpernel stopped as she saw something strange standing at door. Another small puppy.
Origo was waiting for Ivy to close the door. But Ivy was not worried about the door anymore. She had spotted Pimpernel standing there.
"How did you…?" the hobbit started, but stopped in midsentence.
The door seemed to shut by itself. Nelly was now very confused. She knew that the small puppy could not open the door by himself. Slowly, Pimpernel walked towards the door that had now been closed. Origo's mission was now to find his Abira.
But reality could not be any more different. Ivy and Origo were many miles from the warmth of Diamond's house. The two of them had left that safety and were now heading towards Rivendell. The snow that was falling seemed to be easing up. The distance that could be seen was increasing with every passing minute.
Hunger and tiredness was now getting to the puppy who had been forced to walk quite a way the night before. Ivy was as tired as well. Her small wings were working very hard to keep her upright.
Origo looked back, he certainly did not like the snow hitting his face. A small whine came from him. Ivy picked up on this.
"Yes, I'm tired as well" she said, but there seemed to be no where for stopping.
No where that they could get out of the snow storm. The clouds above seemed to just be a white sheet all across the land.
The fairy fluttered where she was. The puppy stopped as well. He had a better time of staying in one spot then his fairy friend. The nearest shelter was back where they had come from. But Ivy knew that they could not back track. There was no time to back track.
"What are we going to do?" asked a sleepy looking puppy.
Ivy took a deep breath. All that she could think of was find another abounded rabbit hole or fox den. But, in this weather, it was easier said then done. For not many animals ventured out into the snowy terrain. Not even those with the thickest of fur could stand the coldness for long.
But, with Origo, it was different. He had a magical fairy by his side and that was a very helpful thing in this weather. Ivy had placed a bubble of warmth around the fluffy pup. But this did not mean that Origo was immune to the effects of the weather.
The snowflakes continued to impact on the pup. They melted due to the warmth radiating off of him. Drips were falling from the warm puppy. A small yawn came over him as he waited for a decision from Ivy.
"I'm hungry" Origo whimpered.
Ivy took a deep breath.
"Alright, lets just find some shelter first"
So, the two of them continued to walk on for a few hundred meters. Origo seemed to be getting more and more hungry and tired.
Ivy stopped suddenly and looked to her right. For some reason, there was a small path led off of the main one. This one seemed to be used less then the main one.
It was then that Ivy spotted something coming at them though the curtain of snow. A light swayed on a hook as the cart came ever closer.
"Origo, we need to go this way" Ivy said, keeping her sight on approaching light.
The man on the cart was very cold indeed. His hands had turned a pinkish colour. The horse that was leading had its head down, struggling to get through the wind and bitter cold.
Origo and Ivy quickly made their way down the small path. Ivy hoped that Origo was not seen. The fairy slowed down and hid behind a tree. Origo followed suit, still unsure about the plans of his fairy friend.
"What are you doing?" whined Origo.
But he was hushed. Ivy was looking around the tree. The candle that was swinging at the head of the cart slowly moved down the road. Origo poked his head out and looked at the cart as well. All he could see was a shadowy figure moving against the backdrop of whiteness.
Origo rushed into the kitchen and suddenly stopped. His Abira was not looking at him. she was too busy eating to notice that Origo and Ivy were right behind her.
The next second, Abira was knocked over by a playful Origo. A small whine came from her as Ori flew over the top of her. The bowl that she was feeding out of was knocked over and started to spin on the spot.
It was a few seconds before Abira knew what had happened.
"Origo!" she barked angrily as she got up.
Origo wagged his tail as he stood there, very happy to see his Abira. But Abira was not very happy at being bowled over.
"You could have just waited, I was eating!" the pup whined.
Origo's little tail slowed down, noticing that Abira was not playing along. Origo's small eyes were fixed on her.
"But I want to play" he whined, blinking twice.
Abira looked over at her Pimpernel, who had entered the room again. the last bit of toast that she had had been eaten.
"How did he get in?" Pearl asked.
She had been watching the two puppies as she ate her breakfast.
"I have no idea. I checked to see if anyone had come up to the door, but it was only his prints"
What the two girls did not know was that Origo and Abira could understand everything they were saying. Origo looked over at his fellow puppy. The two of them knew that the hobbits were not ready for the secrets that they had.
"Maybe the snow covered the prints up" Pearl said.
Pimpernel took a deep breath. All she knew was that the door was defiantly open.
"No, there wasn't much time before I looked, the snow did not cover his prints"
The mystery was deepening as Origo and Abira stood there. Pimpernel took a deep breath, slowly forgetting about what had happened.
"Well, he's here now" she said.
Origo seemed to look up at her. there was something deep in Origo's eyes that made Pimpernel wonder.
"Are you hungry?" she asked the pup.
Origo slowly walked up to her. Pimpernel smiled.
"Alright" she said.
Pearl knew exactly what was coming next. She took a deep breath and got out of her seat. Pimpernel took a deep breath and looked down. She knew that she should be looking after herself, but she just couldn't do it.
Pilith and Mya had gotten up early the next day. the two of them had slept in their puppy form over night.
"Ah, my friends" said a familiar voice.
Tom had entered the room. His presence seemed to make the small room larger.
"Did you have a good sleep?" he asked.
Pilith smiled.
"We did" he answered.
Goldberry's long, graceful figure then came into view. She had been getting a rich breakfast ready. Tom had taken his seat and was now waiting on her.
Bowls and plates were set out. A bowl of dark red berries, a loaf of the freshest bread and a block of creamy butter were placed on the table. but that was not all that was planned for breakfast.
Goldberry left the room and came back a minute later with even more bowls. One had thick, sticky honey in it, another had rich jam and a third had marmalade, all made by Goldberry herself.
Blocks of cheese, some red and with some berries mixed in. Pilith suddenly realised how hungry he was as Goldberry brought out a large jug of water.
"Thank you" Mya said as Goldberry poured out a large glass of clear water.
Goldberry poured three more before sitting down at her place. Pilith looked around. Tom had started to cut the loaf into slices. He smiled as he took the first two and past them to Mya.
"Thank you" she said, placing them on her plate.
The next two were past to Pilith and the two after were for Goldberry. The final two pieces were cut for himself. The loaf was placed back on its own plate. Mya had started to spread the marmalade onto one of her slices.
Pilith was focusing on cutting a chunk off of the block of cheese.
"Pilith, could you past the butter to me?" Goldberry asked.
Pilith smiled as he placed his knife down and picked up the butter trey. He handed it the woman sitting at the end of the table.
"Thank you" she said.
A knife was laying on the side of the trey. Goldberry picked it up. She scooped some of the soft onto the blade of the knife and started to spread it onto the surface of the soft slice of bread.
Silence feel around the for of them as they ate. The windows had been opened, as well as the front door. A cool breeze was blowing though the house. Sounds of the outside echoed though the house.
Singing birds were spreading their songs to all to hear. The clouds in the sky seemed to be thin and high in the sky. The warmth of the sun seemed to be perfect as the day wore on. Pilith spirits seemed to rise as his hunger was tamed.
"What are your plans for the day?" Goldberry asked, looked at her two guests.
Both Pilith and Mya looked over at her.
"Well, I thought we could explore the area" Pilith asked.
He looked over at Mya.
"That is, if you want to" he said.
Mya took a deep breath.
"I think I would like to stay here today, I am not feeling up to it" she answered.
"But you can go if you want"
Pilith took a deep breath. He wanted Mya to come with him. Mya sensed a small bit of disappointment in Pilith's look.
"I'll go with you tomorrow" Mya told him.
"Sorry, but I'm tired today"
The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. Pilith took cut off a few more slices of bread and continued to eat. Mya ate the last of her food and sat there in silence.
Goldberry surveyed the girl sitting there. the woman could scene things better then most others. Mya's body language seemed to show Goldberry that Mya was not comfortable sitting at the table.
After a few more minutes, Pilith finished eating. His picked up the mug of clear, cool water and started to drink. The water quickly drained from his mug. For a moment, Pilith just sat there. but, upon taking a deep draw of breath, he got out of his seat.
"Well, I'll see you all later on" Pilith said, nodding.
Both Pilith's and Mya's eyes met, just for a split second. Pilith was the one to break their gaze. And, without looking back, he walked out of the house. Mya looked down, she took a deep breath.
"Do not blame yourself" Goldberry said.
Mya looked up. Goldberry's eyes were glinting in the sun.
"I know how you feel and Pilith does not hate you" she said.
But these words were not very comforting for the girl.
"Maybe I should go after him" she thought, looking at the door.
But Mya had no idea where Pilith had gone. Tom seemed to be listening on the conversation.
"Goldberry is correct, you can not live life blaming oneself. Of course, the road we take will have a few cobbles, but that is to be expected" he said.
Mya took a few seconds to understand what he meant.
"I guess so" she answered.
Goldberry stood up a second later. She pick up her plate. The woman moved around the table and collected the three other plates. Mya smiled as Goldberry came by.
Goldberry then left the room. she entered the cool kitchen and placed the plates near the sink. Tom came in as she left the room again. He was carrying a few of the bowls that had been set out. Mya was now standing up as well. It was then that Goldberry noticed that Mya was helping to clear the table as well.
"What are you doing?" Goldberry asked.
Mya looked around and saw that Goldberry was looking right back at her.
"I'm helping you clear the table" she answered.
A warm smile came over Goldberry.
"My dear Mya, you are always the helpful one. There is no need to help this time. You are a gust in our house" Goldberry said, taking the bowls from Mya.
Meanwhile, Pilith was now walking though the forest. The cool wind blew as he walked further away. The house of Tom Bombadil was now blocked out by the forest.
The surroundings were quiet save for the rustling of the canopies above and bird song. Twigs snapped under foot as Pilith continued to walk. This area was not very known to him. But there was a sense of adventure and exploration in him that could not be ignored.
The day seemed onto to become warmer as the boy walked on. His long, dark hair blew in the cool breeze that swept though the forest.
Hours seemed to pass under the sun. It was then, looming though the trees, that Pilith saw it. A wild out crop of rock. Pilith smiled as he approached it. The outcrop was tall, but not very suitable for large trees. Yet, there were smaller trees rooted into the smallest gaps. Moss, small patches of grass and different coloured lichen. Pilith walked slowly up to it.
There seemed to be more light hitting the rock then on any other part of the forest floor. Pilith smiled as he looked up. He placed one hand on the course stone. Taking a deep breath, Pilith started to climb the towering rock.
After a few minutes, Pilith got to the top. The outcrop was so tall that the tops of the trees were now level with him.
The sun seemed to be stronger up here then on the forest floor. The canopy play a big part in cooling the undergrowth. For mile upon mile, all that could be seen was a sea of green.
The blue sky had silver patches of cloud dotted among it. Every so often, one of the clouds would cross the path of the shining sun. The land below fell dark as the cloud sailed over. But, when it past, the warmth of the sun could be felt again.
"I see you have found my favourite spot in the old forest" said a voice.
This made Pilith jump. He spun around quickly to see Tom standing there. A broad smile covered his face under his brown beard.
"How did you get up here?" Pilith asked.
The smile did not change from Tom's face as he walked over the surface.
"I walked and I climbed" he answered simply.
But this did not help Pilith. He knew that Tom worked in strange ways.
"I thought you were back with Mya and Goldberry" Pilith said.
Tom gave one small nod.
"That I was, until I left" he told him.
Pilith thought better of it to say anymore of the matter in the fear of becoming more confused by Tom's words. Pilith took a deep breath and looked around again. blacks dots seemed to travel over the canopy of the forest. They were birds that were going about their own business, not troubled by the doings of Tom or Pilith.
"Do you like what you see?" Tom asked, now standing next to the boy.
Pilith slowly nodded, but did not say a word.
"She is worried that you do not like her" Tom said, changing the tone in the air.
Pilith took a deep breath and looked down. He did not know what to say. He knew that Mya needed him. At this moment in time, Pilith was disappointed with himself.
He knew that he should have stayed at the house. But he needed to get out of there for a while. Even if it were just for an hour.
"How can she say that?" Pilith asked.
"After all that I have done for her" he said.
Tom's expression did not still did not change. Although, he did take a deep breath.
"Sit" he said, sitting down himself.
Pilith took a few more seconds before he sat down as well. The two of them sat on the edge of mound of rock. Tom looked around.
"I used to come here a lot, at night mostly. The stars would twinkle down on the earth, like they have ever since I could remember" Tom said, looking up at the sky.
At this moment in time, the sun was too bright to see any stars. They were shrouded in a blanket of blueness.
"I spent a countless number of nights laying and looking" he said.
Pilith knew that some old wisdom would soon show itself. And he was right.
"My point is that life goes on, dear Pilith. Just like a seed of an oak tree. We all start off from something that has no knowledge of its surroundings. Then, we see a light. A light that opens us up. And then we grow and grow and grow. Just like all of the trees you see before you, they had to grow and will, eventually, die"
Pilith looked at him. Tom's eyes were deep and full of knowledge.
"And that, from what I understand of your peoples, is what you will do"
Pilith slowly nodded, thinking of the young girl back in Hobbiton.
"Yes, they do" he answered.
Mya was now sitting by the fireless heath. Her mind was racing with thoughts. Goldberry had gone to pick fruit from her garden at the back of the house.
"Would you like to help me gather fruit for lunch and dinner?" she asked, standing there with a woven bag.
Mya took a deep breath and tore her eyes away from the fireplace.
"No thank you" she answered.
Goldberry stood there for a few more seconds before turning and walking out of the room. She walked though the kitchen to the back door.
The door opened and she walked out into the rich garden. There were many different colours. Dark reds, greens and yellows dotted the garden. There were small beds made of soil where the vegetables grew.
There were ripe tomatoes hanging from a vine. There were rows of carrots and rows of cabbages. A few trees had been planted. They were now bursting with ripe fruit. Red apples, pares and peaches were all doing what they did best.
Goldberry smiled as she walked up to one of the trees. The tree seemed to be full of peaches. Goldberry knew that she did not need many of them.
She reached up and picked off a sweet, pinkish peach. Goldberry looked at it. A smile came over her lips.
"A very good crop this year" she thought.
She placed it gently into her bag so that they would not get bruised. At the door to the house stood a young girl. She was watching Goldberry pick the fruit off of the tree.
Pilith and Tom were still sitting on top of the rock. Tom's words were still running around his head.
"You see, we all have to die at some point. Some quicker then others. Yourself and Mya will also pass beyond the curtain"
There was a glint in his eyes that was strange. After many years of knowing each other, this was the first time that Pilith had seen this twinkle.
"Tom, are you alright?" Pilith asked.
There was distraction in Tom's gaze. Something was wrong.
"A shadow is lengthening" he said.
The wind around them seemed to stop and the light from the sun dulled.
"A shadow?" Pilith asked, not sure what was meant by this.
The glint disappeared as quickly as it came. There was now a seriousness about him.
"Evil will devour this world. It is only a matter of time before he is ready"
Something in Pilith's mind that made him feel very uneasy.
"Sauron?" he asked.
Tom gave small nod.
But the days of darkness had been over thrown by unlikely beings. Hobbits. The days were now calmer and peaceful. But not for a small puppy who was miles away from home.
Origo and Ivy were now in an abandoned fox den, out of the coldness. There was a plate set out before the pup. Ivy, being a magical fairy, had summoned a large plate of warm turkey for him.
Turkey seemed to be the only thing that Origo would now eat. Even before his accident, Origo loved turkey. But his passion for it had dampened.
The puppy was lit by the greenish glow of the fairy. Ivy was smiling, seeing the puppy eat. Piece after piece was gobbled down until the plate was finally empty. Origo continued to lick his lips. His eyes suddenly met the plate. Ivy giggled as Origo started to lick the plate.
"I guess your still hungry" Ivy said as she made the plate vanish.
Origo gave a small whine as he looked at the fairy. A cold wind seemed to whistle though the empty den. Origo yawned and rested his head on his little paws.
"Ah, I think it's time that we got moving again" she said.
But Origo had other plans. The puppy was not up to walking again.
"Not going" he whined, looking at the fairy.
Ivy took a deep breath, knowing that they would now be delayed even further.
"Puppy, please can we just go for a few more hours" she said.
There was a look in Origo's eyes that told Ivy that he had his mind fully made up. Ivy took a deep breath, not knowing how long the pup had planned on staying.
Mid day was fast approaching. The sky above seemed to show shapes in the clouds. There were darker, greyer parts mixed in with silvery-white. And they were moving at quite some speed. But there would be no clear patches showing through the normal blueness of the sky.
Origo yawned as he looked at his Ivy. The fairy took a deep breath. Her green glow was shining off of Origo's eyes. She gave a quick look at the puppy, then tore her eyes away just as quickly.
A small whine came from Origo as he tilted his head. Ivy looked at him again.
"No, I'm not puppy. I just to get moving" she said.
But she knew that all her attempts would not go well with the pup.
"But why cant we just stay here?" Origo asked, lifting his head up.
Ivy knew that Origo knew the answer. She had told him a few times now.