As soon as the Pippin saw the three Dreamwalkers walking toward it, it became alert and sat up straight on its inflated red chair. It stopped blowing the party whistle and dropped it from its mouth. However, the Pippin didn't look scared or alarmed. Instead, it seemed curious about the uninvited guests.
Harun felt his heart racing as sweat trickled down his back. Though the Pippin did not look all that threatening, the knowledge that it was an Ethereal from the Dreamscape was sufficient to make him nervous.
"I don't remember calling you three here. Who are you?" The Pippin asked, leaning forward in its chair.
Dante noticed a faint flicker in its hazel eyes as its lips curved into a mischievous grin. He wanted to reply but suppressed his urges for now and let Arabella take the lead.
"We just wandered into the fog by mistake and lost our way inside. And then we somehow stumbled upon you and your friends," she said in a polite and friendly voice.
