Sophia glanced at the drawing Winter had made and let out a quiet chuckle.  
Despite saying she hated water, here she was, drawing herself swimming in a pond.  
Maybe the image of a shark had been too overwhelming for a child.

Sophia pressed her fingertip against one of her sharp fangs.  
She had always disliked them, finding them violent and aggressive.  
But perhaps, in the eyes of the child, they looked impressive.  
In the drawing, she bared her teeth confidently.

*Sigh…*

Winter was just a child she had met because …