Pleased he had decided to join her, Mo bent down to check a little pile of rocks a few feet back from the shore. "Sometimes closer to the water is better, they get smoothed from the waves." At least that was what her father had told her. Mo was no expert, just an enthusiast.

"I like to think so," Mo answered easily as she pocketed a potential stone. "It makes me feel better at any rate." She wouldn't be throwing quaffles for anything of importance this year, so for now, skipping stones would have to work. "Have you never done it before?" Mo supposed she shouldn't be surprised. As a young lady of the upper class, Mo shouldn't know how to do it either, but her mother was not your typical socialite and her father, well, he loved his girls too much to say no to learning an innocuous fun skill like skipping stones.

"I can teach you if you haven't." She added quickly. Mo wasn't judging, she was just curious.