Standing alone~Open~

[Saffron]

Saffron sighed. "No one should trust anyone they just met. I never said trust me anyhow. I just told you of help. If I did try to kill you, you would already be dead anyway." Ron told her.

She raised an eyebrow.

"Your not supposed to be practicing witchcraft?" She said, making sure that she never said 'devil-worship.' She extremely disliked that word. "If you think your mother would find out, I think you'll find your self mistaken, cherie. Wait, no, she would find out after you got your powers, erratic as they are now, slightly more under control."

[prudence]

She backed up alittle. How did this person know about her out of control powers?

"How did you know that?" She asked.

[Saffron]

Saffron shurgged. "Intuition," Saffron said. She knew random things, she knew that she made prophecies, or at least that is what Bran and Carrie called them, but she had never seen any of them come true. She called her self a seer, but sometimes she didn't see her self as such.

[prudence]

"Oh." She said, with little approval at that. It still freaked her out and she was still curious about Saffron. And also about this person that she said she could help.

"So..say I was to take you up on your offer of getting me help, what would happen? All I have is this grimoire and a page of instructions from my father." She said. "I have no clue what to do."

[Saffron]

Saffron gave a little smile. "You would be have her old grimoire, the one she had when she was starting out. She would mentor you guide you through what she can teach you. Like a normal apprentice, except with magic." Ron said.

[prudence]

She nodded.

"Could....could you take me to her? It sounds like you've atleast met her and I...I don't want to go alone." She said.

[Saffron]

Saffron gave her a full smiled. "Of course I'll take you to her! It would be an honor," Ron said giving a bow of respect. "Follow me." She grabbed Tabbie's hand and pulled her along behind her.

[prudence]

She was pulled along until they reached a pleasant house in Kyyra. It wasn't far from her house, Prudence assesed. Should she actually, God help her soul, take these lessons, it wouldn't be too far to travel.

She watched as Saffron knocked on the door.

[Saffron]

Saffron knocked and waited for cailleach feasa to awnser.

"Madame! It is me, Ron." She said.

The woman answered and ushered them in.

[Mildred]

Mildred Rose Jones opened the door to see Saffron and Prudence. Yes, she knew who Prudence was. After all, she was well aquainted with her father. Prudence wouldn't remember her though. She was too young.

"Hello Saffron." She said, smiling. "Who's your friend?"

Mildred looked like your average grandmother, actually. She wore a black dress, because her husband and son had died, a silver locket, and her hair was in a neat bun. She had a kindly face and loving eyes. She did not look like what she was. A witch.

[Saffron]

Saffron smiled. "This is Tabbie, or Prudence Tabitha." Ron said. "Tabbie, this is Mildred. She is the witch. Mildred, I believe this lady will become your apprentice."

[Mildred]

Mildred's smile faltered slightly but resumed it's normal postion. That was not the way things were done. Witches were never supposed to be taught by family, but given that Prudence had no way of knowing this, she supposed that she could bend the rules slightly.

"Of course. That would be lovely." She said. She looked up at the threatening sky. "You girls best be coming inside."

[Saffron]

Saffron nodded and grabbed Tabbie's hand pulling her in side. She saw the slight falter, but didn't think much of it. It was warm and almost confroting inside Mildred's home. She looked at Tabbie to see if the girl was nervous again.

"Are you okay, cherie?" Ron asked.

[prudence]

She looked around nervously.

"I think so." She said, quietly. "Who is this woman again?"

[Saffron]

Saffron smiled. "Her name is Mildred, she is a witch." Ron said. "I know her apperance doesn't state it, but she is."