Dawnlark Plains movies are pretty much all sequels now.

As he drew nearer, he realized that she wasn't fishing after all. So what was she doing, then? Was she...admiring her own reflection? He squinted. Maybe she wasn't admiring herself, exactly, but simply looking at herself -- either way, whatever she was doing, she stopped when she heard his voice and looked up at him. Her greeting was pleasant, and Breccan's tail waved as he came to a halt a few feet from her.

He glanced around before answering her. It was a little dreary here; he suspected that even if it wasn't raining, the landscape would be pretty bland. And he had never visited this relatively barren field before, even though the hollow wasn't too terribly far away. "Nope, this is the first time I've passed through -- and I have to say, I'm not all that impressed," he quipped with a shrug of his shoulders.

"What about you?" he asked, directing his gaze back to the girl.