“Up here”, Millie says quietly
Mara floats up, sitting on a close by branch... log... branch?
“I hear people…i’m gonna knock them out if they’re here for the flowers.”, Millie whispers
"...you could just put up a magic barrier."
“Yeah but I wanna try my new knock-out dust soooo”
"fair enough."
“There they are. lets see what they do”
“bet you they’re gonna pick the flowers.”
“Probably, i’ll cut their hands off if they do.”
“I’ll pull out their fingernails.”
