Blackfeather Woods going off my head, down to somewhere

<3 this seemed like a good place to fade :)

It didn't take long for both girls to recover. A spectator that would walk onto the scene just now might think that there had never been anything bad happening at all. Whatever soreness the stumble had caused soon vanished as the ghost child continued to dash, and there were no adults there to gasp or ask them if they were alright with sorrowful eyes; so everything was alright.

This time a bit more coordinated, the dark and the light one pranced after the butterfly, never quite catching it but having a shit ton of fun in the hunting process nonetheless.