([@canaryrose]) 

Abigail had been outside tending to her garden in the early morning when she sensed a touch of life in the house. She immediately stood and walked inside, finding the girl awake and alive on her bed. "Thank goodness, you're awake," she murmured to herself as she moved to examine her, running her hands over the girl's forehead and neck without permission. "We fellow magicfolk gotta look out for each other, don'tcha think? My name's Abigail."