#para:forest

             Wonho was exhausted. Exhausted and lost. He had been wandering again but today, today he had somehow wandered outside of the city while lost in his own thoughts. He stood in a forest, and try as he might, he couldn’t figure out which way he had come from. But the walking wasn’t the reason he was so tired. No, his exhaustion was due to a more primal reason. Since escaping the court, his life had been mostly on the run. He hadn’t interacted with many people, and those he did interact with he didn’t get close enough to fulfill his “purpose” in life. As a lust fae, going extended periods of time with out physical intimacy could be deadly. And now, as drained as he was, he was lost and alone in a forest. He knew he needed to get out, get to a more populated area and find someone willing to help him but as the sun began to sink beyond the horizon, he knew he couldn’t do it tonight. 

         Nearby, he could hear the faint sounds of running water. Logically he knew water would eventually lead to civilization, as well as possibly provide food in the morning. It made sense to use the last of the light to find his way there. It didn’t take long to find it, a wide stream with gently sloping banks. He followed the water downstream a bit, looking for any form of shelter for the night. He was so distracted he almost didn’t notice the willow tree as he passed under it. But he stopped, the fronds of the tree brushing his face gently, as he noticed a slight hollow in the huge trunk. Between the towering branches and the hollow in the tree, it was the best shelter he would be able to find on such short notice. He made himself as comfortable as possible in the hollow, pulling the hood of his sweatshirt up and tightening it around his face. He curled into a ball and let sleep overtake him.

Santana sat patiently crossed legged inside the Slytherin common room. She was back to looking and feeling like her old self.  Her silky black hair was pulled tightly back into a long ponytail that whipped back and forth as she turned her head. Her nails were painted coal black and perfectly manicured, not a drop of polish out of place. Before leaving her room Santana made sure to apply the black eye liner and smoky eye shadow that made all the men who came into her gaze bend at her will. Smiling to herself as she sat in the dungeon she reapplied her lip gloss that gave her full lips a luminescent appearance with just a tiny flint of silver. Indeed the old Santana was back! She smirked as she went over in her mind the plan she had conceived. "This is going to make me a legend" she thought as she twirled her wand around in her hand. Both of Santana's parents had been known to cause mischief during their studies at Hogwarts. Some of the capers they pulled off were still  being talked about in the halls of the school with great enthusiasm and admiration. Santana always knew she would be in Slytherin, but worried if she would be able to live up to her lineage.

A noise at the door caused Santana to leap to her feet and hide out in a corner. It was late and she did not want anyone to question where she was going at this hour. When no one came in after a few second of waiting, Santana approached the door. She went out and saw Blaine waiting for her looking extremely anxious.

"Sorry it took a while." He said. "Had to get past prefects." 

"That's fine" Santana replied. "Since you are here I can tell you why we need the unicorn as we walk to the forest." Santana grabbed Blaine's arm and quickly ushered him toward the stairs. 

"Wait" Santana hesitated before taking the first step.  "Do you have your wand with you?"

"Never leave without it." Blaine said with a smirk on his lips "Let’s go."