"Air battle!"

"How were you flying?"

A colourful Pegasus appears beside him.

"Ooh I'm gonna make one of those!"

"Mine will be prettier!"

"Will not!" He runs into the trees and returns mounted on a majestic white winged horse with a pearly unicorn horn.

"Mine's more colourful!"

"It's tacky. Mine's majestic." It neighs and shakes its wings.

"We shall put it to a vote!"

"Who's gonna vote?"

Zaneta smiles "I think I shall have to abstain. Goodbye, children." She zips off. 

"Guess that just leaves the others." He gestures at the other children.

"Sadde's is better because it looks more like a birdie!"

"Maurice's, definitely."

"Seconded."

"Um, Sadde's isn't made of air, so I'll go with that one."

The pegasus-unicorn neighs again. "Mine's the best." It kneels so that Sadde can mount.

"Only an air battle can decide this!"

"Um, should Sadde play stuff like air battle? If he breaks a leg or something, it won't be better in a couple days."

"...man I am so envious."

"Did you ask Jeanette about Manifesting?"

"She's gonna run tests on my blood, I think."

"You better not hit puberty in the next few days." It can be difficult to tell if Moira is joking sometimes.

"I'm eight."

"Who knows how weird alternate universe humans work."