"Okay, you just have to remember where you leave your shoes, otherwise we'll get in trouble." Mateo is instructing his little sister very precisely in the art of not being told off by wading through the Whispershore, and he has left his own shoes with his bag of holding. Safely back in the Greatwood, without Ever to join him and with the distinct impression that his little siblings are in need of his incredible company, Mateo has dragged Flora out to join him here.
The boy is tanned already from his various adventures in the Longheat sunshine, his shoulders bare and his pants rolled up to the knee as he wades around the twinkling shallows. "Come on - you have no idea how many cool things you can find in here," he trills to Flora, splashing a bit of water at her as if to get her to hurry up.
The boy is tanned already from his various adventures in the Longheat sunshine, his shoulders bare and his pants rolled up to the knee as he wades around the twinkling shallows. "Come on - you have no idea how many cool things you can find in here," he trills to Flora, splashing a bit of water at her as if to get her to hurry up.
