You're walking through Slïth'creûn, marveling over all the amazing creatures you just met and befriended. Suddenly you hear a tiny "hello" to your right. You look to see a tiny bat hanging from a tree branch nearby. You can't help but dismiss her at first. After all, bats can't talk. Then you remember that you are in Slïth'creûn, so you give a greeting in return. She grins wide at being acknowledged and flies over to sit on your shoulder. "I bet you just came from meeting my family's lovelies. I have some lovelies of my own. You wanna meet them?! Come on come on come on!" She suddenly flies off like a demon, or worse, one of her aunt's warriors, was at her heels. You stare after her in bewilderment, look around trying to figure out what just happened, then shrug and just follow. You find her at a fork in the road. She's just sitting on the ground, waiting. "You choose where we go because I can't decide!" You look at her, briefly wonder what you just got yourself into, then make your choice. "Coolio. Let's go!"