| McKenna and Caine made their way to the supposed witch's house, chatting quietly the entire way. People passing on the street cast disdainful glances at McKenna; at 25, she still had no children, and wasn't even married. None of the boys in town could ever even catch her eye- the only one she ever paid much attention to was Caine, and they wouldn't be in a relationship any time soon.
Trotting ahead of Caine, McKenna carefully made her way up the path to the little house, and rapped carefully on the door. She then turned back to Caine as she waited for the door to open. "Come on!"
[OoC: They're knocking on the door of your witch's house, Rhemiyl, in case you didn't notice. ]
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