#fishyswifty

      “ please let me borrow your scarf. ” he begged the first person he saw. willow was clutching something to his chest but it was hidden by his jacket. “it’s not for me, it’s for him,” he clarified as he lifted his coat slightly to show the stranger a shivering and injured fox. usually foxes had an easy time keeping warm but it was injured and growing weaker by the second in the frigid temperature. he had already treated the wound but he needed to keep the fox as warm as possible until he could get it back to his place.

“he huh?” that was barely even english. but, by this point, dude had learned it was usually better for everyone if he at least pretended to know what people were talking about. “i mean, oh, yeah. i knew that.” if he was going to lie all the time, he should probably at least be more convincing. “actually...sure, my uh...eyes get really tired when i read otherwise i’d ask to borrow it from you.” so smooth.

"hey! i’ve never killed anyone with a spell, unintentionally or otherwise. and my spells don’t go wrong, thank you very much.” her mother wasn’t the most forthcoming when offering to use her skills for others, usually because there were better ways to solve their problems, but she was an excellent if not aggressive teacher. opal both loved and understood her mother’s methodology, but she was too interested in strengthening her own magic to be coy about it. “never? that’s so sad -- everyone should cry. it feels wonderful!”

it wasn’t until she, theoretically, didn’t have access to water that she realized how much she craved large open space to swim. most bodies of water were frozen over, which wouldn’t be too bad, except for the thickness of said water was too much of a hurdle. it didn’t take long for her to consider that the enchanted lake would probably be immune to whatever spell the kingdom was under. naturally, she couldn’t possibly explore this further without dragging a sibling along. lyla glanced between the pond and her brother. “what do you think, can you see the water moving?” it was strangely hard to tell, but that was probably thanks to the constant storm clouds. “there’s only one way to know for sure,” she said with a grin. wrong, actually, but there was one fun way to find out, granted they didn’t break all their bones in the process.