Kara: Sitting beneath a tree near the training arena was Kara, a notepad in hand and a frown on her face. Why can't I think of anything? There's a billion different cute things, but none of them are right.
Nata: Nearby, a happy infant of 8 months was happily giggling, crawling in the grass and occasionally practicing sitting up by herself. At seeing a nearby butterfly, she began to wander closer to the path.
Kara: Seeing Nata in her peripheral vision, Kara sent a quick gust of wind to turn Nata and the butterfly around, back towards the tree. "Sorry lovey, but I don't want you accidentally running into anyone on the road there." She looked back down at her notepad and scrunched her eyes shut. Stupid brain. Anytime now would be great...
Lilith: Lilith happened to be passing by the training arena when she happened to spot the small baby. She was a little shocked to see such a small baby in the camp, especially so close to the training arena. She crouched at the edge of the grass watching the little one chase the butterfly. A small green sigyl appeared under the butterfly as her puppet strings took over the small insect and danced it around the baby.
Nata: Nat giggled wildly, and flailed her arms at the butterfly. "Aaulm!" With a particularly hard swipe, she suddenly tipped backwards onto her back. She began to whimper, but all discomfort was immediately forgotten as the green sigyl and butterfly danced above her head. "Aa."
Kara: Looking up, Kara saw her baby happily giggling and playing with a butterfly, and a girl crouching nearby, concentating intently on a small green mark under the insect. Kara grinned and decided to take a break from brainstorming. "Thanks for playing with her."
Lilith: Lilith looked up with a gentle smile at the voice. "It's really no problem, she's such a happy child." The butterfly continued dancing around the child, occassionally landing on her and giving 'butterfly kisses' to her nose. "Whats her name?"
Kara: "She's Natasha, but usually just Nata as a nickname." Kara looked curiously at the symbol. It seemed... familiar. "You wouldn't happen to be a child of Hecate, would you be?"