The Youngest Blight and

The smile that was growing on Amity’s lips all but vanished at the look Terra sent Willow, and most of all, because of Willow’s reaction. The sliver of panic was immediately replaced by a blank look and then an ashamed one. Willow opened her mouth, yet Terra did not allow her to form any sentence.“I’m glad to see you’ve kept practising, dear. I don’t hope for you to get rid of those annoying shows of humbleness anymore,” she sighed in a way that reminded Amity of her mother, Odalia - the ever suffering What am I supposed to do with you, my child? Kind of sigh. Amity decided there and then that she didn’t like Terra Snapdragon. “But I do expect you to not pull your little theatrics in front of me, hm?”“I apologize,” Willow said, voice even, face tilted up. “I’ll be more careful”“I know you will,” Terra smiled and touched Willow’s nose with her index, winking at emerald green with her vibrant pink eyes. Then, she turned her attention to Amity, who barely caught herself from jolting away.