Wilkit, an unknown creature who seem to lurk out from shadows, growing in the darkness of a cavern lair in a far off land. Small, but not to be underestimated. With magical enchantment that makes them as quiet as a shadow and unseen as a whisper tat t heir whim. They are devious, playful, possessive, greedy and strike with no warning. If someone or something catches their attention and interest, you can bet they vanishes into the shadows to wherever they make their den.

Trinkets of little 'monetary' value seem to interest them the most. They seem to just gather nick knacks from bits of metal or glass to tasty snacks or other such trivial things. But if they seem to take a liking to a person, they can form chains and locks to catch and drag the poor soul away.

The stories of those who 'escape' claim they seem to do no..lasting harm. Tease, or play with their victim like a ticklish pet of the small fur creature, generally are not harmed. But, even after 'escaping' shadows still startle the escapee, who in panic claim they see it still watching over them...strangely when these incidents happen seems to be when a bit of misfortune was avoided to the poor soul. So likely, it is just their nerves coping by reflex from stressful matters once more...least, folk think and hope so..

The strange creature seems to have an odd partnership with another being, a strange white and ash feathered bird..

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Heheh little something I brewed together with a certain busy bee ^>^

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