Rikive had to carefully remove the sleeping pups from her lap and onto the rocking chair when Parael called for her help. They continued to sleep in their little fur pile and she trotted over to help Parael with the fae girl. It'd be a lot easier to get through the thick brush if she had something to hack the branches off. 

She was getting nowhere fast with that task when Parael asked her to do a much simpler task. Gladly she abandoned trying to make her way through the damned berry bushes and made her way to the stairs. Estelle was the little witch that had been shrinking everything all afternoon, hopefully she wouldn't be up there shrinking all of Parael's furniture. 

She frowned when she heard the girl whimpering. Worried she had hurt herself Rikive picked up her pace to follow the sounds. "Estelle? Sunshine art thou hurt?" She called out before entering Parael's room. She gasped seeing the girl about to touch a sword. "Estelle no!" She shouted, rushing forward to scoop the girl up into her arms.

"Thou art too young for a steal sword. Thou must first start with a wooden, practice sword." Rikive chastised the little girl, looking down at the unsheathed sword with a frown. She 'tsk'ed under her breath. "Parael needs a scabbard for that blade." She said to herself before looking down at the young witch in her arms. "Stay downstairs from now on, okay?"