"The swings? Yes!" she shrieked immediately. It was probably best that it was during the school hours and they were two of the very few people in the park. Having the freedom to run and play with her older brother without mortals giving them odd looks was something of a blessing. She knew that it didn't matter what the mortals thought, but she still hated being stared at. "You can't race and go ahead of me!" she called out after him, picking up her feet adorned in rubber ladybug boots to run after him.
"Swings!!!" Salvia shouted at the top of her lungs. When she finally caught up with Marijuana at the swing set she lunged onto one of the swings stomach first, arms and legs stuck straight out so that it felt like she was flying as she lifted off the ground. Another squeal of delight crossed her lips as she flew back and forth.
Her toes scraped across the ground as she lost some momentum. "Mortal bodies should be able to fly," she declared. "Remember when we were plants? Our seeds would fly with the wind, or sometimes birds would take them."