My spores been growing by the day; my days been shining bright
Mateo can sense a game when one approaches, and he's grinning over his shoulder at his sister as they hop and prance and twirl their way to the Celestine; the boy only slows his footsteps when the pathway bleeds into cobblestones that are much too difficult to nabigate by crack. "That's almost anywhere," he says, still sounding mightily impressed. "Are you able to turn into a big bird, or a manticore? That's what Da and Pa can do." And there's no reason to think that Seren will be any different, given her parentage, right?
Beaming right back up at Seren, Mateo leaves his hair all rumpled up - the curls don't want to settle on a good day, so it's a fashion statement that he's getting used to making. "Yes, I would like that!" He nods his head. "I know lots of plants are able to heal. Some of them can be quite bad though, did you know that? Some flowers are poisonous."
Beaming right back up at Seren, Mateo leaves his hair all rumpled up - the curls don't want to settle on a good day, so it's a fashion statement that he's getting used to making. "Yes, I would like that!" He nods his head. "I know lots of plants are able to heal. Some of them can be quite bad though, did you know that? Some flowers are poisonous."
mateo!
