[ Tatara stands up straighter, opening his arms. He can feel the soft spring breeze on his skin, and he can picture what it must have been that Yodarha imagined when he cast his spell.
It's so cool...
He opens his eyes. ]
Hey, could you do it again? [ He points to another hedge in the distance. ] Could you cut it into...an ice cream cone, or something?
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[ Tatara stands up straighter, opening his arms. He can feel the soft spring breeze on his skin, and he can picture what it must have been that Yodarha imagined when he cast his spell.
It's so cool...
He opens his eyes. ]
Hey, could you do it again? [ He points to another hedge in the distance. ] Could you cut it into...an ice cream cone, or something?