Yannuvia had never seen water sprites. He listened intently.
Illarie jumped from the thick red grass on the bank of the slowly flowing brook, launched her two-foot long body into a perfect arch, and split the water gently. Disturbing the water of the stream as minimally as possible was the water sprite’s goal and the point of the game.
“Good one!” laughed Condee as she watched from the lowest branch of the great red oak that shaded the brook from the amber light of the little yellow sun Meries.
“I can do better!” Ellspeth boasted.
She flipped her fiery red hair over her dainty shoulders, gracefully leapt into the air, and dove flawlessly. Her tiny frame created no disturbance as she entered the peaceful brook.
“Yeah!” Condee shouted gleefully.
She extended her little light blue hands. Playful sparks of many colors sprayed harmlessly into the air around the blue-haired sprite.
“No fair! No fair!” Illarie protested. “She used Magick! I detected the ‘part water’ spell. You cheated!”
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