Hideaway Strath Do you love the rain, does it make you dance?

phone post, apologies

Usually, there was a parent to explain the first winter to their child. Explain why the earth was dusted with the white and cold powder. But she simply enjoyed the excitement of it all. It was a welcomed distraction from the fact that they had been closed into the Grove.

In all of her rolling through the snowflakes and trying to figure out what she could do with it, she spotted a familiar figure. Sundance! Her voice called out with an unusual lightness as she aimed to barrel right into him.