[u]Duplo[/u]
[b]“I wonder if I’ll get to go home…”[/b] The boy was rattling on, talking about some place that didn't make sense. A war, in some country she's never heard of. Duplo continued to brush Willow, nearly done with scarping off all the dirt on his big white legs. She thought to herself while grooming, making mild chit-chat with the fae girl. "Kirin, earlier you said we should return you to your father, what's your social status? I don't want to rob you, I just want to get you home as soon as possible."

[i]Germany, Germany. Perhaps Ada will have a map on it, doubt it though. I've dealt with all her maps already. Maybe she has a reference in one of her books. Maybe it's to the south, but that doesn't make sense. All our refugees are from the north. He's probably just delusional, confused after all the recent happenings.[/i]

Satisfied that Willow was as clean as he was going to get she picked fur from the brushes and tossed them into a basket in the wagon, then she climbed in and looked around, bent over so as to not bump her head, she scanned the shelves for a map scroll, an atlas book or anything. Surprisingly none of the maps were anywhere. She stuck her head out the door and yelled "ADA! Where is your map!" Ada paused mid-sentence to shrug her shoulders back at her. This time Duplo began to shift things around, looking for the scroll. 

Much later the wagon was in a mess and there were no scrolls with any kind of map in sight. Disappointed she quickly packed things into place again, nothing irritated Ada as much as her wagon being untidy. 

Ada having finished her conversation, was settling in to sleep. Duplo took her shoulder and shook her awake "Ada! The maps are no longer with us" "What?" she asked, her breath stank and her words were slightly slurred. Kirin and Fritz slept alongside her, dreaming peaceful dreams. "The maps, they're not here." Duplo repeated. Ada put her hand on her forehead, trying to connect the fact with any memories she might have. "Ah no! I left them at the inn!" She cursed.

[i]Great.[/i]

"Goodnight Ada" Duplo skulked off to take guard of the camp. Angry at Ada for her foolishness. By now the scrolls would have sold off to some merchant and would never be tracked down again. The sun would be rising soon. Standing outside the meadow Duplo stood chanting to herself, calling on her magic. She tapped into the energy of the forest and watched everything and anything. The little ants below ground, the deer sleeping nearby and a group of owl chicks in their nest anxiously waiting their mother's return