The Sunspire I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me

Nara had woken up bright and early. She decided to take a stroll through a mountain path to enjoy the sunrise. The weather was pleasant and a soft breeze, loaded with the fresh scents of blooming flowers and wet rocks from the valley below, ruffled her pelt. With her muzzle tipped, she tried to distinguish between the different flower smells, but her botany skills were nonexistent so they all just smelled like that-one-white-or-was-it-yellow-flower to her. She went to her usual cliff where you could see the entire Greatwater Lake. It was a view that never failed to amaze her. What good are pretty views though, when there is no one to share them with? she though, suddenly aware of how lonely it was up there.