Bearclaw Valley we can fall in love, it just ain't that easy

Spring was there, but for whatever reason, it seemed to be shyer than normal. Hell, she thought, if I had to show up around here, I'd be nervous, too. Blondine nodded along to Poet's words with a sweet laugh, I'm sure it will soon. Good things come to those who wait. How long were they going to have to be patient, though? Of all of the fruits of the spirit, patience wasn't her most abundant.

There were a few things on her mind, but all in all, Blondine was, Doing just fine, thank you. And yourself? Walks like these were something that she'd missed, being away from home. Back on Abernathy Hill, everyone loved taking walks with ol' Blondine, but the same sentiment didn't seem to reside in the valley.