"Lay him down on that bed over there," Minerva instructed as she placed her shoulder bag down on the table that was close to the window.
Daniel had morphed back into his human form when they had reached the witch's cabin. He walked up to the corner and gently laid Lucky on the bed.
The bed was small but neat and made purely by wood from which Minerva obviously got from the woods. It looked like nothing compared to those beds he was used to but whom was he to judge Minerva's creation? This was absolutely better than nothing.
"Don't worry, that bed is strong than you think," Minerva commented, thinking that perhaps Daniel wouldn't do what she said because of the bed's condition.
