Blackfeather Woods Nose to the ground

Venus wasn't looking for a friendship exactly, just acceptance. She knew Nemesis wouldn't respond super friendly, but she just wanted to have it out there. Venus wouldn't slow Nemesis down, she picked up the pace as the sun slowly began breaking through the trees, which gradually got thinner and thinner. It was way to exposed for her liking. The sun made her skin feel prickly, and she hated it. The unusual feeling made her skin slither and twitch. She quickened the pace up as the feeling got stranger and stranger. It's not like she has never seen the sun before, she has just never liked it.