Once we stepped on the first step it creaked in protest, “Do the floorboards hate us too,” Tracy asked. “I don’t want those attacking us after we were attacked by a human-spider hybrid,” she added and I groaned
“Please do not remind me about that thing,” I said as we climbed the porch steps, “hello?”
“Good evening,” a man said coming up, he had a torso that was above the porch. He was built as if he was ready to fight, he looked old with some grey hairs sprout throughout the mess of curly hair. The thing about him was his legs
“Are those hooves,” Tracy asked in shock and he nodded
“Yes, they are,” he answered
“You’re a faun,” I said in admiration, “I am so sorry,” I said quickly, shaking my head. “My name is Raine, this is Vanny my soulmate and Ranee; Hanni and Stu told us to come her
