We just need to get your pretty smile on the board first, Agnes cajoled. You can go to bed sooner if you just smile. Tuihel tried to grimace but ended up yawning louder instead. It took a while before she realized Agnes was waiting for something.Ĭome on, kid, can’t you at least try to smile for this portrait?
She yawned, her jaw cracking, as she followed Agnes to the canvas prepared for her.
She was just barely out of her toddler years after all, and it was late. Istuinir couldn’t object too much if she kept with his plant theme.īy the time the party wore down, Tuihel was exhausted. And besides, flowers were all part of a plant growing up, or so she reasoned. Magenta was a lot better, in Tuihel’s opinion. With a sigh she resigned herself to being a sprout girl for life and picked an outfit that was at least somewhat less plant-like. With her father hovering over her shoulder, she realized she couldn’t branch out too far. When Tuihel saw what had become of her hair and clothes when she aged up, she ran to the mirror to put things back into order.
