Roe: "I meant no disrespect. It is just that i am so much older than yourself."

Winter nods, understanding, but not necessarily liking it. "I know I'm unfriendly, but I mean you no harm," she says, knowing she owes them that much.

Roe: "how old are you by the way?"

Angel: "I think I am 20. No wait."

Winter decides there's no harm in answering, even if he is the grim reaper. "17," she says, and turns to see Kitty's answer.

Kitty smiles, "I'm obviously a lot younger than the rest of you. I'm 6," she shrugs, not caring that she's so much younger than the others.

Roe: I laugh "I am clearly the oldest at 106! Yeah for me!"

Natalie:
"I'm 11- wait, 106?" I stopped myself from saying anything else. "Sorry if I was rude..." I mumbled, cheeks red with embarrassment.

Roe: "yep. I am still young too." I pick out my chest in a bost. "I guess that is what you get for begging nice."

Natalie:
I was too stunned to speak. First, a Nightmare, then a talking wolf, than a 106-year-old man who, for his race, is still young! This was too much. This was just a dream though, right? No... The burn on my hand hurt too much, and the ground felt too solid, and the voices sounded so real. No. It couldn't be real. Then, I started feeling lightheaded, and my thoughts jumbled up, and the world span, and, and- then I blacked out.

Roe: "we better get going." I pick her up. "Winter could you get Angel?"

I nod, flip up my hood, and pick up Angel. I whistle to Frostbite, and she trots to my side, tail wagging, leaving ice and frost behind. I smile from the shadows of my hood at Frostbite's playful antics.

Kitty scoops up her cat, placing him on her head, and follows the others. "Horsie!" she says, reaching out a hand to the nightmare.