“This is a lingerie shop Mheegan. Isobel and I are about to buy her some unmentionables. You are welcome to stay if you want, but I doubt you want to. I think running around on green wet grass is more your thing?”
“Yes, yes, that would be better.”
“Okay, then let Isobel out and we can let you have a run tonight after dinner, how does that sound?”
“Once is not nearly enough.”
She looks around the room at all the funny things, wide-eyed.
“Okay, tonight is fine.”
Giving a slight shiver she is gone and Isobel is back.
“I’m so sorry Radagast! She must have really been frightened to react that way. She has never been able to push me back like this before.”
Isobel apologizes profusely, blushing blood red. Radagast can’t help but laugh. What else is there to do in this situation? The poo
