"Charsydot!" She beamed. She flared her violet tipped scales, but not in an intimidating way. "Although I'm usually called Charsy."

I start flapping my wings, barely lifting a few feet up. I feel sweat on my face as I struggle to stay balanced. I fly up and up, groaning from the strain of my new appendages. I see a hole in the trees and try to go forward. Shaking, I reach it and try to lower myself to the ground. I fall too fast and land three inches from the black wolf's head. The wolf yelps in surprise and I get up, trying furiously to open my necklace again.

((forgot to ping!))

shadow's eyes went to snake like as she herd the water in the tree's stop flowing

*Josh*

I pet a very surprised Rex and gaze at her.
"So you are one of those people panicking to get home?" I ask.

Fate nodded, now calm. "Nice to meet you, Charsy." She surveyed the group. "Who are the rest of you?"

"Uuhhmmm.... How are you cool with this? All science says that this should not be possible! What's your wolf's name?" I smile a little, letting the wolf sniff me. "I like wolves."

After she got somewhat used to everything, Selina's panic began to fade, replaced by determination to get home.
She turned to her book. She had been exploring the attic when she was drawn to the strange glow. When her fingers had traced the gem it reacted; glowing brighter and brighter till she could see nothing else. When the light faded she had found herself here.
Now, as she opened the book, she was surprised to see a familiar sight. It was a page on yarrow from her favorite herb book back at home. When she turned the page she saw a strange map titled Solace. The next page was an introduction to the 'Land of Solace'. She saw words such as orc, fairy, and elf. The page after that was on the language of dragons. To her surprise, when she turned back to the first page it had changed. Instead of yarrow was a detailed report on Fae Cats.

The race of beings that are half fairy and half cat know as Fae Cats are a rare and unique race. Human in size and body shape but with a feline face and other attributes. All have wings each pride having a different kind of wing. They posses magical powers that vary from pride to Pride.. but all have the ability to fly and to transport themselves over long distances instantaneously. When they use there magic and when they fly a shower of metallic sparkles happens the color of the sparkles varies among the Prides.
They originate in the mystic realm of Underhill ..which is a place neither hear nor there and is always spring. But for reasons long forgotten by those alive today all but one of the six tribes left Underhill and migrated to what is know as Fae Valley a magic valley located in the mountains near Rosepeak
There are five different prides in the valley, each claming a part of the woods and the element garden there in. The element of fire is guarded by the Firepaw pride who dwell near the River of Flame. Earth would be the Forestwalker pride, which live in the deepest part of the wood. Air belongs to the tree top dwellers, the Cloudwing pride. Water have the RiverHeart pride, the ones by Gossamer lake. The aspect of death is followed be the cave dwelling Blacktail pride. The sixth pride and until recently, lost pride is the Brightpaw pride, living in Underhill still they embody light, and the aspect of life.
Fae Cats have a unique problem when it comes to falling in love and romances. While they can live well into their hundreds.. in their entire life they can only have one love. EVER. Most times this works out well.. but upon occasion a fae cat falls in love with one that loves another.. or can not or will not for some reason love them back. Theses fae Cats are doomed to live short and lonely lives.. as they will literally die of a broken heart. Finding the one to love is very important to them.

*Josh*

"His name is Rex. Keeping a wolf is one of the many odd things I do" I grin as Rex basks in the attention.

"I'm Lilia. What's your name?" I pet Rex and he gives me a wolfish grin and wags his tail.