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Wilford flew right through a spiderweb. Normally that wasn't a problem, what was a problem was, that he wanted to land on a plant to get himself clean, and tumbled right into a venus fly trap. Which wouldn't have been such a big problem either, if it wasn't the cape sundew. The drops making him stick to the plant as it curled around him. It made him panic, as it wouldn't only be a danger to his wings, but also his life. -myd

“Moist.”, Wilford replied, not moving from where he was laying. His wings were still a little heavy, but they’d be fine again soon enough.

“No. The day’s still young, and I have a bit more exploring to do.”

Wilford hummed, snorting at Host's antics trying to get back into his clothes.

Wilford flew right through a spiderweb. Normally that wasn't a problem, what was a problem was, that he wanted to land on a plant to get himself clean, and tumbled right into a venus fly trap. Which wouldn't have been such a big problem either, if it wasn't the cape sundew. The drops making him stick to the plant as it curled around him. It made him panic, as it wouldn't only be a danger to his wings, but also his life. -myd

"Moist.", Wilford replied, not moving from where he was laying. His wings were still a little heavy, but they'd be fine again soon enough.

Wilford flew right through a spiderweb. Normally that wasn't a problem, what was a problem was, that he wanted to land on a plant to get himself clean, and tumbled right into a venus fly trap. Which wouldn't have been such a big problem either, if it wasn't the cape sundew. The drops making him stick to the plant as it curled around him. It made him panic, as it wouldn't only be a danger to his wings, but also his life. -myd

“Oh! Faerie rings are really dangerous for humans. Good that someone talks about them!”, Wilford smiled. For him it was fun of course, he didn’t much care about human’s lifes usually. So what if they became slaves or danced themselves to death for the faeries amusement? It was fun!

“Most likely. After all, you owe me something now, don’t you?”

***** Wilford waggles his eyebrows at Dark with a grin. (missed you dark :'D)

Wilford flew right through a spiderweb. Normally that wasn't a problem, what was a problem was, that he wanted to land on a plant to get himself clean, and tumbled right into a venus fly trap. Which wouldn't have been such a big problem either, if it wasn't the cape sundew. The drops making him stick to the plant as it curled around him. It made him panic, as it wouldn't only be a danger to his wings, but also his life. -myd

"Oh! Faerie rings are really dangerous for humans. Good that someone talks about them!", Wilford smiled. For him it was fun of course, he didn't much care about human's lifes usually. So what if they became slaves or danced themselves to death for the faeries amusement? It was fun!

Wilford flew right through a spiderweb. Normally that wasn't a problem, what was a problem was, that he wanted to land on a plant to get himself clean, and tumbled right into a venus fly trap. Which wouldn't have been such a big problem either, if it wasn't the cape sundew. The drops making him stick to the plant as it curled around him. It made him panic, as it wouldn't only be a danger to his wings, but also his life. -myd

Wilford hummed and nodded. Host! How curious. “Why Host?”, he asked, wanting to know. Host wasn’t a name, and most certainly nothing many people called themselves!

“Well, I’m a radio host. I talk about creatures, such as yourself, along with other things.”

"Talking about the fair folk isn't always a smart idea.", Wilford hummed, his curiousity awoken. "What do you talk about? I'm really curious!".

"I'm fine." - thecolonelwill (for any muse)

"It doesn't have to be done by someone Wilford knows. Just leaving his drink out of sight for a moment is enough for someone else to put drugs in it. The Host is just glad Wilford managed to get here safely.", Host was still worried though.

Wilford flew right through a spiderweb. Normally that wasn't a problem, what was a problem was, that he wanted to land on a plant to get himself clean, and tumbled right into a venus fly trap. Which wouldn't have been such a big problem either, if it wasn't the cape sundew. The drops making him stick to the plant as it curled around him. It made him panic, as it wouldn't only be a danger to his wings, but also his life. -myd

Wilford hummed and nodded. Host! How curious. "Why Host?", he asked, wanting to know. Host wasn't a name, and most certainly nothing many people called themselves!