 20. Mugglefy your post - no reference to anything magical in your post. Arts TRANSPONSTER!
Catherine noticed the exact moment when her youngest sibling walked into the room. She didn't have to look straight at him, it was enough to see his moving from the corner of her eye.
Since he was her quiet sibling, Catherine didn't mind his presence. It wasn't like he was going to annoy them to no end, like Noah would, or eat the entire room in one go, like Scarlett would. Mackenzie was fine as long as he didn't pull any stunts. Catherine would be watching from her peripheral vision.
She was still looking at Cecelia when the girl explained her work. Her gaze rested upon the girl's hand and her hard grip on the brush and Catherine blinked as she looked up at her best friend's face again. She was avoiding eye contact and her greeting Mackenzie didn't sound like Cecelia at all, so Catherine kept watching her. "It's not bad." Not necessarily. Catherine had seen a lot of what some people called 'art' and sometimes it looked... weird like that. As if something had gone wrong. Cecelia could use that argument. "There's more parchment there if you want." She said, eyes still fixed on the blonde's face as she pointed to a bookshelf behind Mackenzie.
Speaking of... Catherine finally fixed her hard gaze on her brother. "Be careful with the floor, Mackenzie." She told him. She'd make him clean it if he got her side of the room dirty, he should know that. |