The Enchanted Forest
In the forest where shadows play,
A witch walks there, both night and day.
Her steps are silent, her touch is light,
Guided by stars, hidden from sight.
She speaks to trees, they answer back,
In a language of rustle, a secret pact.
Her heart beats with the earth’s deep drum,
In this enchanted world, she is the sum.
Asbj/orn: kater, wit (blijft)
Pie, poes, rood blotched met wit (besproken)
Peculiar ’n Spook-tacular Ingrid
Inge: zwart tortie ticked met wit (besproken)
Flame: rood zilver blotches met wit (besproken)
Cookie: poes, rood ticked (besproken)