Lizzy smiled at the girl, as if she understood. She was grateful to get along so well ith her family. Her younger siblings weren't pains. She enjoyed spending time with them. But there were plenty of books and television shows and movies that talked about siblings that were annoying and frustrating. She imagined it was something like that.
"I'm Lizzy," she said, taking the hand that was offered to her. Normally, she wouldn't have paid attention to it but the leash was distracting her. It made no audible noise but it jangled none the less. It was magic. They didn't look like anything but she could feel it. It was... curious because it didn't feel like the kind of magic she was used to. Her family used wards, protective magic and this was strange to her.