Louisa's POV
"No, Will. You can't take Snow away as a pet. She's Mr. Weasel's family." I said to Will as he was holding the small white weasel in his arms.
"But she's so fluffy and soft. And she likes me," Will said.
Snow, the small white weasel, which looked exactly like her father, was wrapping herself around Will's arm.
"Look, daddy. This boy is like a tree!" Snow said.
"Come down here, Snow! That vampire kid wants to take you away and suck all your blood!" Mr. Weasel sounded very nervous.
"He doesn't look like a vampire. He doesn't have sharp teeth and claws. I want to stay with him because I can hang out with him," Snow said.
"My teenage daughter is running away with that vampire kid! Do something, human woman!" Mr. Weasel jumped on my shoulder and said.
I patted Will's shoulders and said, "Will, Mr. Weasel really doesn't want to lose his daughter. Please return Snow back to his family. Think about it. If I took you away from your father, how painful would he be?"
Will lowered his head and put Snow on the ground.
"Go back to your family, Snow. I'll come back and play with you in the future. I promise," he said.
Snow stared at Mr. Weasel and said, "Dad, you've ruined everything!"
"You'll understand when you have daughters!" Mr. Weasel shouted and jumped on my shoulder.
"I'm not likely to have any daughters with a dad like you!" Snow yelled in anger.
"Ahhhh!" Mr. Weasel was so angry that he started to shiver.
"Ahhhh!" The hair on the back of Snow was standing up.
"Ahhhh!" Will's eyes turned red.
"Ahhhh!" Colt was intimidated by Miss Salamander and tripped over a log on the floor and fell to the ground.
I ran and held Colt up.
"Mr. Weasel," I turned back and said. "Could I please ask Snow to spend a few days on the Fire and Wind Camp? She can play with Will and you can drop by any time if you want. I will prepare a lot of food for all of you."
"Food? You mean chicken?" Mr. Weasel asked with a glint in his eyes.
"Yes, chicken, duck, anything you like." I nodded.
Snow climbed on top of Will's head and curled up like a hat. Her long, fluffy hair wrapped around Will's neck.
"OK. Snow can stay for a few days. But she's not a pet! And please take good care of her," Mr. Weasel said.
"I promise." I smiled at him.
Mr. Weasel leaped next to Will and stood up on his two back legs.
"Come down here, Snow. Kiss your old father!" Mr. Weasel said.
"I don't want to do that! People're watching, dad!" Despite saying this, Snow still climbed down Will's neck and torso reluctantly.
She quickly stroked her nose around Mr. Weasel's head. Mr. Weasel stroked back.
The scene was so heartwarming.
"Thank you, dad!" Snow said.
"If they try to grab your tail, you can always fart, so they'll leave you alone!" Mr. Weasel said.
"Dad, I'm a lady! Not a skunk!" Snow said and snuggled against him.
Mr. Weasel turned back at me and said, "Human woman! Thank you for your food! We have to go now! You can hug me!"
I bent down and picked him and his daughter up then held their long bodies in my arms.
I've got two fluffy little creatures in my arms. I must be the happiest person in the world! I thought to myself as I stroked my face against their soft fur.
"Please come visit me at Fire and Wind Camp," I said.
"Ah, about that!" Mr. Weasel said. "We saw a lot of rogues lurking around the forest the other day. They came here by boat from Agier Sea and they were talking about Fire and Wind Camp."
"They are not ordinary rogues. They stay with each other and some of them have pointy ears!" Snow added.
"Pointy ears? You mean druids?" I asked.
"Yes! And I saw them pray and some of them threw stones at us!" Snow said.
I looked at Lucian and said, "They said some druids and rogues were coming from Agier Sea by boat and talking about the Camp."
"What exactly did they say?" Lucian frowned and asked.
"I don't know. They said something about water. It's really hard to pick up what people say when you're being stoned!" Mr. Weasel said.
"He said they were talking about water. He didn't get everything." I explained to Lucian.
Lucian paused for a brief moment. Then, he leaned forward towards Mr. Weasel, stared at him, and said, "If you walk around in the forest and meet them again, could you please tell Louisa about it? We can provide food for you and your family."
Mr. Weasel hid behind my hair with Snow and said, "OK, OK! But please move your giant head away from me!"
I smiled at Lucian and said, "He agreed, but it seems he doesn't like people getting too close to him."
Lucian nodded and said, "I'll wait for you in the carriage. We need to go back to the Camp." Then, he walked off with the soldiers.
"He's a very scary man! He doesn't even blink!" Mr. Weasel said.
"We have to go now, Mr. Weasel," I stroked his head and said.
"I've already started to miss you, human woman!" he said.
Mr. Salamander approached me and said, "Louisa, could you please come back tomorrow?"
I frowned and said, "I don't know. I really wish I could come back. I feel... so at home with you guys."
"If those werewolves hurt you, you can always come back here. We'll take you to the cave and nobody will ever find you again." Mr. Salamander said.
"You stupid hammerhead! I'm asking you to make an invitation for her, not a death threat! You can't do anything right!" Miss Salamander exclaimed.
"Louisa's so understanding! Unlike you, she understands what I mean! Stop picking on me already!" Mr. Salamander shouted.
"Guys, please don't fight again. Come here so I can hug you both!" I stretched out my arms towards both of them.
"Are you sure? We're quite muddy, and your new clothes look very expensive," Miss Salamander said.
I bent down and pressed myself against both of them.
Their cool, slimy bodies made me feel so warm inside.
I didn't want to leave them. I didn't want to leave this cottage.
At that moment, a thought struck me -
If I ran away with Mr. Salamander now to a place where nobody would ever find me, everything would end.
So, should I do it or not?