#witchesdual

Hands plant themselves on her kid’s shoulders, fastening the old shawl she has for the child. It’s tattered with age (and definitely some kitchen fire mishaps, yep), but for the moment it’s all she has for her kid to ward off the approaching autumn chill. The girl of course has her head adorably stuck in one of her books and it takes a few light pokes to her cheek to gain her attention.

“You can read later,” she chuckles as fingers ruffle short brown locks. “We have to get you some warm winter clothes before the market closes.”

“Amity!”

Elsa charged the girl with the panic and gasping breaths of a woman who had been searching for the child for hours. She wrapped Amity in a tight but thankfully brief hug before putting her hands on the girl’s shoulders.

       “ good morning, luz. “ a gentle morning statement as the witch moved around, almost haphazardly as she attempted to make breakfast without the use of her magic. it was ... odd, and she was still getting used to not being able to wave her hand and light a fire -- but she was getting by. 

      cracking a few goblin eggs into the pan, she would sweep them to and fro, glancing back at the young human who had changed her life in such a large and sweeping way. 

      “ sleep well ? given yesterday’s ... events, i wasn’t sure if you would sleep heavily or restlessly. “ she attempts to hide the concern in her tone, but she fails just a tad -- it soaking in the way she glances at the young one from the corner of her eye. 

“Kid. You’re hovering again.”

@witchesdual​ said: “Don’t get up, you’ll make it worse.” ~ From Luz for Amity!

                She inhaled a deep breath, face shut slightly in pain, then again it was what happened when learning magic with a wild witch, or at least that’s what the Owl Lady called it, wild magic. It was interesting, and very powerful. Amity had wanted to learn a bit of what Luz had to offer, but wasn’t expecting their little mock duel to turn that fast.

A stray fireball was all it took to burn her lower leg, not that Amity could blame Luz, she did a lot of that when she herself was a very young witch learning how things went. ‘ I’m alright, nothing a little healing spell could fix, if I knew any. Do you think Eda does?” She asked glancing up, having been visiting at the Owl House for a while now.

@witchesdual​​ said: "Elsa," the young fairy called, giggling as they flittered around the woman. "I heard about that human holiday today, and I wanted to give you this. Happy Vale-and-Tines Day!" Luz held out a handmade flower crown to Elsa, filled with various flowers they found in the Dark Forest along with others they snuck from the Fairy Kingdom. And a thick leaf that was written upon sticking out from the top; 'It's so 'ice to be your friend.'

Elsa couldn’t help herself as she let out a small laugh at the gesture. It was cute that the teen was making an effort to celebrate the holiday even though she had no idea what it was. And even without that knowledge, the gift was exactly the sort Elsa would have expected to receive. 

“Happy holidays, Luz.” Elsa warmly greeted the child as she presented them with a carefully wrapped box. Dressed in blue paper with a shiny white bow and a little tag that showed who it was for.

Inside would be a new supply of drawing paper and... something new and special. Made just for Luz.

Elsa knew that Luz’s magic was special and had to be cast in special ways. By glyphs and symbols placed on other objects. Elsa also knew that this meant that Luz would be limited by how many they could draw, which made them more likely to run out when they needed their spells most. So in the box they would find a selection of STAMPS. Each in the shape of one of the spells Elsa was familiar with Luz casting. And a few pads of ink to get them started.