Heron Lake Plateau et je la douce fleur

Suddenly, a shadow cast itself across her features and the warmth she felt faded slow. Her eyelids fluttered for a moment as she heard Owen's voice, but she did not immediately stir. It wasn't until he continued that she felt compelled to crack an eye open at him, almost glaring at the mock accusation. Share the sunshine? Ha. Not happening today, she thought.

"It's not very sportsmanlike of someone to block the sun either," she retorted softly, a yawn splitting her features. She stretched cat-like, tail curling as she reached as far as her dainty legs would go. "What're you up to today?" she asked then; Owen was certainly the more active of them on this particular day, though there was no telling what the others were up to.