Swiftcurrent Creek back to the old house

She stared as Frederick spoke, small brows furrowed. It nearly scrunched up her whole little face.

"It isn't fair." She said, honest as ever. "I'll forgive you when I'm that big, too."

It would only take a brief lookover at Leonore next to her siblings, and then the size of her mother to know that she likely would not be growing to be as big as Frederick. The poor man would never be forgiven, then.

Though she was still young enough to be forgiving, or more likely just forgetful, excellently displayed when in the next moment she hopped to her feet. A sibling entering her sights, she was excellently distracted and bounded off towards them.

exiting here!