and wild plum trees in tremulous white

The woman was too lithe and quick to keep track of. She reminded Grayday of a little black bird, fluttering around on sharp little wings made out of little hollow bones. The motion was almost dizzying to track, and so Grayday sank down once more, letting his eyes fall shut. He doubted the woman would cause his son any trouble, and even if she did, he could almost see Sunny taking her on.

We should probably close this up, soon XD