• "Why are you being so cosy with the stranger?' Pitters voice rang threw her head like a fierce wind ravaging the night. "Because he saved us so I might as well be nice.' Haven glared at him "And you should too."

    "I should what?" asked the stranger. Haven looked up at him questioningly."You said that I should too. I was wondering what I should also do." his eyes were teasing but he sounded scincerly courios.

    Haven blushed,"I said that out loud?" he nodded,"Oops. I was actually talking to Pitter sorry." He laughed and shook his head.

    "No problem I'll make sure to ignore it if it happens again." still shakeing his head he returned to the fire.

    "Whats your name?" she asked him. Realising that she still didn't know.

    "Hmm my name I haven't had some one ask me that in a long time." he looked at her and smiled, "Its Cross."

    Haven gasped "Isn't cross a witch name." she was astonished her name was specificly different from the norm so that people would be able to lable her for a witch. But she had never met anyone else with a name so much as different as hers.

    Cross laughed big bell like tones that rang threw the clearing. "Yeah it is. But don't worry I won't curse you for coming over to my territory." for the second sentence he wiggled his fingers and leaned forward into her and then back with a laugh.