Shimmering Sands good love, good love

She had enjoyed the time of solitude. She loved her sisters, and yet- too much time in company was overwhelming. She couldn't handle spending the whole day with them, so the time in which she sniffed among the grasses for herbs was relaxing. 

As the sun set, she caught the sillhouette of another lean girl, and she knew it was one of her sisters. As she came closer, she caught the sight and scent of Ying. Huā approached the girl wordlessly, feeling no need for conversation unless her sister initiated.