Hushed Willows You need to let yourself be happy.

It only seemed appropriate to name the butterfly, for she was sure to stick around. He couldn't maintain a friend if he didn't know their name, but it seemed his newest companion was all out of ideas. Sundance blinked at her, then shifted to peek down at the pale insect with quiet curiousity. It lingered for only a moment longer, however, as she abandoned her hunt for nectar and fluttered around the boy's muzzle before assuming the search for more receptive flowers.

"Well," he started, taking a seat alongside Minnow as his gaze followed the tiny creature until it settled on another nearby plant, "what kinda things do you like?" He made to exchange a glance with her, offering a shy little smile as his white-tipped tail gave a happy little swish across the ground