"Witches all have two names," it occurs to Ranata to say. "We mostly use the first, unless we're being formal or distinguishing between two with the same first name, and then it's both. Ranata Ekamma; Isabella Amariah. Like that. What's your full name?"
"Yeah, I bet. Are all types of animals just up for grabs? That's got to get annoying for certain ones."
"That's interesting. I would have guessed the most common to be birds, but - I think that's because we've been around witches."
"Ooo. Alright." Snuggle, snuggle. "Makes sense."
"I think you're lovely," says Lecasryn, nuzzling Radna. "And I don't know what I am, either. Some kind of harrier, apparently. We haven't looked it up, yet."
"Yeah. I'll have to look it up, there's apparently a book for it." At preening, Lecasryn nuzzles Radna again. Because it's cute.
"Ah! Thanks. We'll have to look for the flying birds book."
Of course, stamina isn't an infinite resource. Eventually, they'll have to stop, though only after both parties are quite sated.
"That was great," says Zeviana, grinning.
"Not complaining, 'cause yeah, too tired for it now. Later I'll be up for it, though - it seems fun!" says Zeviana.
"Eh. Kinda? Used most of my mana for super-weed genocide, so I can't just teleport or fly or something. I might be too tired to walk."
She bursts into helpless laughter. "We probably should have moved somewhere less public, but eh - this was fun, and I didn't think of moving at the time."
"Ahh, I can understand why. There weren't any magic kids my age that I knew except for my brother, and he doesn't really count because he's my brother. I am eternally stuck with him," says Zeviana, amused. "Good on witches for timing them like that."
"Not everybody does it. There's, let's see - of witches regularly around as opposed to living in South America or what have you, one has a six year old, one has a baby. The most recent batch is sixteen now, past when they'd be taking group lessons. Ranata jumped the gun with hers, couldn't wait I suppose."
Zeviana snickers. "Suppose so! Kids are cute, not sure I'd ever want to have any, though. Imagining Ranata excited to have a kid is extremely adorable."
"Oh?" she asks, then she puts two and two together for the word choice of 'once.' "Oh. I'm uh - sorry. If you don't want to talk about it I won't get offended or anything."