Eithne spies the Katrina walzing out of..somewhere..and, holding the little squiggly thing in her arms Sighing, much like the little sparkly Diamoned, but not, Eith determines to recapture the WIN and put an end to all this silliness once and for all, after all, "This creature is mine! It belongs with me in my mountain meadow, and was created by the WIN Goddess for just that. To smell the sweet air. To listen to the babbling brooks. To run bouncing, gaily, through the woods with me." She thinks to herself..and devises a plan. And, so, wrapping herself up in her Red magicks she glides up oh, so, very quietly and suddenly appears as a beggar man in front of the Katrina. "Excuse me, lass." She says, sounding frail and in desperate need. "But, I see you have a lovely looking WIN there..care to help an old gent out?" And, just as Katrina leans over to help 'him', Little Red grabs the WIN out of her hand, and rematerializes as her usually, lovely self with a grin and a wink. "Awww, I'm sorry hun!" She says, her voice chock full of Southern, female, honey-dipped loveliness. "But, ya know that it's mine, right? Ta for now, sugar!" And, off she poofs back to her secret place deep with in the wooded mountains with a grin.