.:Which Witch is Which?:. (NightWerewolf & emopunk14)

[emopunk14]

Bernadette came upon her grandmother as she was locking the door of the store. "Ready to leave Bubbee?" she asked. She could guess what the village was saying. It was the same where ever she was.

"You alright dieťa?" She asked seeing the worried expression on her granddaughters face.

"I'm fine Bubbee. Zeidy is probably wondering where we are." She smiled a little for her grandmother.  

[NightWerewolf]

Heading inside he put his drawing things on a table and took a seat by the window, looking out at the street he could see people giving him weird looks. He'd have to ask Bernadette about it, but for now he just ignored them.  

[emopunk14]

They walked back to her grandparents home and Bernadette helped cook dinner. It was late before they let her go back to the little apartment above the shop. She was tired from the days work and her journey. She closed her curtains once she was upstairs, catching a few looks from those who still happened to be out. She went to her bag and pulled out her grimorie. To most people who had no understanding of the craft it was an evil book of spells. But for Bernadette it was a family history that could never be replaced. It house all the spells and incantations, herbal remedies, and secrets of her family. She liked to pour over it before bed on nights that sleep didn't come easy, a night like this one.  

[NightWerewolf]

Alex had started to draw again, touching up the picture he had been working on before. He knew something was up, something just didn't seem right and as he climbed into bed for the night he simply let his thoughts race. The only conclusion he could come to was that it had something to do with Bernadette.  

[emopunk14]

Bernadette fell asleep as she looked through the grimoire. She had been looking at a memory spell, one that makes someone forget. she had yet the need for it, but was feeling that she might.  

[NightWerewolf]

Alex groaned as the first rays of the sun hit his face. He rolled over, away from the bright light, but to no avail. He was already awake and he knew he wouldn't be able to get back to sleep. Getting out of bed he got dressed, cleaned himself up and grabbed a bow and quiver before heading out... and immediately getting odd looks from the people that were already up and about. "This is gonna be a long day."  

[emopunk14]

Bernadette woke with a start, but what had woke her she didn't know. She rubbed her eyes and sighed. Her neck was stiff from sleeping on her grimoire. She washed up and changed for the day. She slipped on a simple blue dress and headed down to see about opening up the shop. She pulled her hair back in one long braid before opening the door for some fresh air.  

[NightWerewolf]

Alex slowly made his way down the street towards the woods, pausing in front of the herbalist's shop he looked at the building a moment before he kept going and eventually made his way into the treeline to go hunting.  

[emopunk14]

Bernadette was too busy to notice Alex outside the shop. She had a few early customers and soon her Grandmother arrived. "Morning Bubbee." she wanted to keep herself busy. Less time to hear gossip or whispers. She headed to the back and tried to reach a box of viles, but they were just out of reach. She sighed and snapped her fingers, this caused the box to slide off the shelf and glade into her arms.

"Dieťa, you shouldn't use the craft so openly." Her grandmother warned, seeing the whole thing.

"I couldn't reach Bubbee." But she saw the disapproving look and bowed her head apologetically. "I'll be more careful."

"You'll do well if you are. People talk to much here. There is already talk without any provocation." She shook her head and walked back out to the counter.  

[NightWerewolf]

Alex walked around the forests, quickly and quietly taking his steps as he tried to find his prey. Not that he had found anything yet though. It seemed the locale wildlife was trying to avoid him, but he knew he wouldn't walk away with nothing. He sighed and went to check a few of his traps.  

[emopunk14]

Bernadette settled into taking an inventory. Some of the shelves need replenishment and some of the back up stores needed to be refilled. She planed to take a trip that afternoon to do some gathering. Her grandmother mentioned that it had been some time since they had fresh supplies, she said it was grandfathers job to go gather.  

[NightWerewolf]

After wandering through the forest for a bit he was able to find two rabbits and a pheasant that had been caught in his traps. Unfortunately after forgetting where one of said traps was he accidentally set it off and was quickly pulled up into the air by his leg. "Damn it!" He sighed and dangled their for a moment, dropping his small collection of game and tossing his bow and quiver to the side. "The one time I don't bring a hunting knife."  

[emopunk14]

It was mid morning by the time Bernadette set out to gather the herbs and things they needed. She carried a basket with a knife tucked in it. She stopped now and again to examine plants, picking or cutting those that the needed. Soon she came upon a strange sight. she saw a man dangling from a tree. She took her knife out and concealed it in her sleeve, not knowing what this was all about.  

[NightWerewolf]

Alex spun around slowly as he hung from the tree. After trying to free himself from the rope he had given up and simply dangled their. That was until he heard something moving below him. "Hey! Hey, is someone down their! Can you cut this damn rope and get me down?!" He was really hoping that they wouldn't just leave him here, but if they did there wasn't much he could do about it.  

[emopunk14]

Bernadette laughed as she got closer. After hearing his half panicked plead she couldn't leaving him hanging. "Looks like some hunter will eat well with you as their catch." She said as she got close and set down her basket and pulled out her knife.