Gray mist appears...along with the smell of sulphur...
When the smoke clears, an old gnome materializes.
The old gnome says, "Hello, little one."
The gnome sits in the overstuffed chairs.
He then says to wee beastie, "I brought you something."
His wee beastie purrs.
The beastie excitedly sniffs the old gnome's yellow flower. It vigorously eats it, and gives him a cute lick as if to say, Thank you.
The old gnome says, "You're welcome."
The rain patters against a window pane. Nice to be inside.
The wee beastie adorably moves its head into old gnome's pets.
With a couple of creaks, he gets up and starts a fire.
The fire in the fireplace dances and shimmies with warmth and light.
He gets up and put some more wood on the fire in the fireplace.
The fire in the fireplace burns brightly and is very hot. You feel the need to move back a bit.
The beastie obnoxiously sniffs around, looking for more.
The old gnome asks, "What do you mean, you want more?"
Sparks of octarine fly as old gnome snaps his fingers.
An oddly shaped box appears, and when the lid opens itself, a wisp of smoke slithers towards his fingers.
A yellow flower appear in his hand.
The old gnome says, "Here you go."
The adorable beastie excitedly sniffs old gnome's yellow flower. It eagerly eats it, and rubs its wee widdle head under his chin in gratitude.
He pulls up the blanket up.
The white furball jumps on the blanket and begins kneading the blanket making a soft spot.
The beast starts to snore as the old gnome strokes its ears.
The fire in the fireplace dances and shimmies with warmth and light.