celestialpomodoro:
“Give me a second.” His gaze went towards the sheet that were in the tree, thinking over all the possible magic he knew. “There’s hoping the wind bring it back down.” He’s feeling a bit lazy too actually climb up there and actually remembering that he is slightly scared of heights. “I guess I’m going up.” He swallowed.
“It’s not that high for someone your size, and you don’t look heavy enough to break a branch,” he noted, giving the tree and the man a once-over. The paper was maybe three branches away from the lowest branch, which hung just within the human’s arms reach. “I also know feather fall if you’re worried about breaking something.”










