Talk:Jabberwock/@comment-26120285-20160131001514/@comment-71.85.100.139-20160408134231

I led them home, making sure there were safe. I meet their mom, a lovely Jabberwock who'd lost her husband to a large eagle while foraging for food. She's ecstatic to have her daughters back. She insists I let her give me food for helping. I notice that I am hungry.

"Sure" I say and step in. No pictures of her husband. None. Not even family photos. She sighs. I notice her daughters are closer to me than I feel appropriate. Her Daughters stop being daughters, I'm now surrounded by three fully grown Jabberwocks.

"Confession time, love. I never had a husband, or daughters, my sisters and I wanted a man to love, so we lured you here." She confessed very dryly. I was angry for about four seconds, i never tried to leave their care.