Character: Gift

Is the cat! They purr.
What do you think of this thing? Yes, even at home. Ah! For meat and milk?

You know how to capture the planet and abduct mom, okay?

- We will find my mom!
It's not your mom, my mom!
- Well, I never said your my mom.

- Tuk-tuk.
- Who's there?
- Rude cow.
- Impolite and why?
Of muuuuu....

It's not like stars.
- Not important to was like. It is important that you feel, looking at them.

- You promised you'd find me mom!
- As promised, and rasalama!

Imagine the bat, who flees in panic across the floor, dodging the gambling Lady, armed with a broom, and even covering themselves with wings in the rear?

- Riona! The father accusingly looked at sticking in my mouth candy stick. - I asked to keep the Gift did not buy this the devil knows what cooked shit. And you yourself, what kind of example he served?
- Awful, - with a heavy sigh confirmed brother. - From this and starts Smoking, drunkenness, debauchery...

- Don't cry, sister. - Brother patronizingly patted me on the shoulder, leaving the outfit on, the prints are smeared with chocolate fingers. Tomorrow, as soon as you open the gate, I'll go into town and find us a sensible magician.
- And if will not find?
Rinca, you are the Oracle or Banshee? - angry Gift. Better prophesied something useful. Like: "... you see... you see!.. the road... a puddle... a dead cat... the third turn from the forge, the yellow house with two chimneys, the secret knock: three long, two short, the password is "do you take in a fix for the millstones?", review "the king is dead, long live the Ghost!"

The opposition is always there - preachy said the woman, sitting near. Just her scandalous inversely proportional to the force.

Well, we'll have to work with what you have, and judicious spake the Gift and tapped the bars. - Hey, dear! Can you for a moment?
- Damn you! - willingly joined the prisoner.

- Why did you sacrifice yourself for the cat?
I felt infinitely sorry, and I tried to explain:
Because worse heart failure can only be a lack of cordiality. When you can without harm to themselves selflessly to help - help not watch someone in front of you: man or beast. Compassion can't be taught. It's either there or it is not. And you know... - he Paused and continued, gathering thoughts: - I feel sorry for the creature, devoid of feelings. It's a doll, a lifeless mannequin, a talking puppet.

- You will be so much to eat - and this body in a barrel will become...
- Ho-Ho! - contemptuous comments skinny as a rail bro. - I have a brain, and not the flesh.
- That it you have so much crap!

- To me the thought came!
Oh Yes, great event! Less surprising and only the arrival of Farther Frost.