She found an odd pleasure in challenging him. And she stood to watch him puzzle and question what she had asked. She thought it a simple thing to looked for, and yet there was a chance that the young male would not know what she was asking for. He did well, looking to the fur of his limbs and searching for the answer, she held the pallet, imagining what primaries she would use to create the color of his fur. When he spoke she smiled, soft and accepting.
“I would agree.” her words approved and she wondered what he had thought during the search. Colors made Mati explore the past and future of every subject she looked at, even though it was the present that she wished to capture.
As if he had passed a test Mati spoke an introduction.
“I’m Mati.” She knew not that he was hoping to know her lineage or if they were indeed siblings. If she had wanted to know that things he did she would have added the name of her family, or some sort of surname. Where the ‘Church’ in her name came from was something that she had never been interested in enough to ask. Maybe she should have.