Thistle stopped before the latched iron gate, which guarded the entrance to a pleasant looking garden surrounded by a waist high brick wall. A small brick house sat in the center, smoke from a cookfire wafting from it's chimney. An apple tree sat in one corner, and hidden in the leaves she could just make out a crow, its black head turning to examine her briefly, before returning its attention to a small orange fragment of food in its right claw, which it chewed on enthusiastically. Beside the gate was a sign stating it was the home of the "Red Wombat Tea Company" makers of "Fine and Inaccessible Tea," with an image of what looked like a smal