All the moon does is drive you crazy

Rasputin walked in the dark gardens, his path only lightled by moonlight. He had a crazy grinn on his face. He wanted to see this place called Avalon. So far he liked what he saw. He walked to a little bush of herbs, picking a branch and placing it behind his ear.

Athena was in the gardens, picking some flowers for her room. She was being gentle with the flowers as she placed them in the vase. She then felt a presence, looking to the left as her red hair flew behind her back. Athena stood up, "Hello?"

He jumped slightly, turning around so fast that you could see a pair of skinny legs from under his robes. "HELLO!!!" He yelled, not controlling the volume of his voice.

Athena jumped when he yelled his hello, she put her hand on her chest, feeling bad she scared him, "I'm sorry to have scared you, but, may I help you?" She asked as she smiled softly.

He started to nodd his head. "Exploring. Do you live here?" He asked in a normal tone.

She nodded, "I do, and before we introduce..Are you a hunter?" She asked as she was picking up her guard.

He shook his head. "No, my name is not Hunter. My name is Grigori." He said clearly confused of her question. "And what is your name?"

Athena tilted her head, before she laughed a little, "Nice to meet you Grigori, I'm Athena..And, I was not asking if your name was Hunter, I was asking if you are a Witch Hunter."

"Me?" He asked pointing to himself before making a amused noise, letting air escape through his thin chapped lips. He waved his hand at her. "Only for a price am I associated with witch hunters."

Athena froze when she heard that, but her smile stayed on her, "So your a Wiccan." She asked as she kept her polite posture and smile.

He smiled brightly at her. "Well yeeeees. And you are a witch I assume? Let me guess which colour!!" He said suddenly with a luoder volume, stopping her from speaking. He put his right hand dramatically on his temple, while the other was still signaling her to be quiet. Or was it trying to suck her aura in. He bended his knees and made a some sort of grunt noise before he suddenly jumped up and stood up straigt. "You are a white witch!!!" He said with a loude volume and pointing at her.

Athena froze when he figured out she was a witch. She stayed quiet as he did his thing, before she jumped up when he yelled out her color. She then smiled, laughing softly, "Yes, yes I am, how did figure that out?" Athena asked as she was amazed by that.

He smirked and looked into the distance. "Hmm.... An educated guess..." He turned his attention back to her.

Athena nodded as she went back to picking her flowers, "What brings you to Avalon?"

"I have heard alot of stories about Avalon. I wanted to see it myself." He said in a serious low tone, placing his hands together. Only letting the tips of his fingers touch eachother.

"It's a magical place, isn't it?" She asked as she finished picking her flowers. Her hair flowed in the wind when the wind came.

He looked up and around himself. "Not really. Nature is magical. This place... is fabrication." He stated flatly, looking at a tree.

Athena looked at him, "That is what I meant, I was talking about the nature." She said as she smiled at him.

He let his eyes wander around the garden. "Mhm...." He walked to the tree touching it's bark. "It could be more magical though."

Athena tilted her head as she was confused, "How so?"

He kept his attention on the tree. "The tree is not happy.."

Athena got up as she walked to the tree, "It isn't?"

He looked at her like he would see her for the first time in ages. "Ofcourse not!" He walked farther from the tree, he put his hands on his hips. "So what do the witches do in here?" He asked looking around.

Athena looked at the tree, before she gently placed her hand on the tree. She then looked at him, "Just practice their magic. I on the other hand just use it as my hiding place."

He tilted his head. "Are there people after you?"