Moonstone Quarry L.O.V.E./E.V.O.L.

lmao i love iiiit

she can't help but cackle and smirk, not buying the explanation for a second, but sure, little lion boy, whatever you say. she thinks she rather likes this one boy, if only because he is easy to tease - so big and so severe and so hard to take seriously. but witchbaby does not press him as he approaches, instead gracefully prancing up a little higher - just a step! - to make room for the large boy. they make a funny contrast, her a small, strangely-long thing all painted red, and he so sturdy-thick and silver, younger than her but clearly planned to dwarf her in size. "all steady?" she asks, sing-song, before beginning her ascent without an answer - though putting the feather-light reckless one in the lead may not be the greatest plan for the pair, come to think of it.