willow noticed it, in the distance. a little white light. the others seemed to be busy, working on their creations or talking to each other or taking walks or whatever else, so he decided to investigate on his own. as he approached, the light didn't seem to move.
it took the form of a little girl with a top hat, her hair curving outward as far as the brim. she was holding a closed umbrella in her right hand, pointed at the ground. she was glowing pure white, which contrasted with the inky black of everything around. she turned around to face willow, revealing her round, pitch black eyes.
“you want a pet, don't you?”, she asked. “i can give you your favorite animal.” not waiting for an answer, she lifted her left hand, and a tan-colored moth with brown eyespots took flight from her finger and started circling around willow, and eventually landing on his finger. as he looked up to say thank you, the girl was already gone.