Maeve's mother insisted on trying all the Young God costumes she had collected on Mu Ying before she finally stopped.
Thousands of dresses of all kinds.
"Every single outfit looks good on Baby Ying!" Maeve's mother chose and chose but could not settle on one that was most to her heart's delight, "Let's just change it every day! I'll make you a little wardrobe!"
She dispelled the Water Mirror and, holding Mu Ying, came to a tree made of condensed water, its branches laden with little swings, each swing swaying leisurely with little water people in Maeve's mother's likeness.
At the foot of this tree, a series of Small Water Trees suddenly grew, clearly designed to accommodate Mu Ying's tiny stature, about as tall as a shrub.
These Small Water Trees, compared to Maeve's mother's tree, were like the difference between a child and a giant.
Little water people that looked like Mu Ying gathered in groups of three or five, holding hands, and settled in the Small Water Trees.
