Thread:PhoenixOfAshAndDust/@comment-39632033-20190529173808/@comment-39778776-20190804152309

Drago anime-gasped, starry-eyed. "THEY'RE SO CUTE!" she squealed at the tiny versions of her. Her eyes were glued on Samuel's magic, thinking of all the possible shapes she could create. (They were mainly ponies or cats, of course.)

"He?" Wyvern echoed after Galaxian, tilting her head. This strangeness was enough to snap her out of her thoughts. She knelt down beside the plant. "Um... hey. Nice to... meet... you?"