Sun Mote Copse Chase the sky into the ocean

It was both nice and a little uncomfortable having her sister describe her eyes in that much detail. Maia wasn't opposed to compliments, and usually she boasted them off, but she wasn't used to them and when they came from someone like Wraen, even in a roundabout way, they meant way more.

I think I like those last two best, she said with a little grin, especially the mischievous twinkle part.  Let me try!  She couldn't just do Wraen's eyes, so she glanced around, looking up to see a robin perched above them.

For that bird, I could say it's 'a little creature, dressed in feathers, with a bright red chest and grey wings.'  She had to think.  Or I could say it's a streamlined pilot with a slate grey coat, a blazoned chest, and a saucy chirp.  Seems like a ladies bird.  She grinned as the bird, as if hearing, glanced down and then flitted away with a parting chirrup.

It's harder than it seems! She added, wondering in a story how she would keep it all straight.  Would she lose the end if she focused so much on each part?