Sun Mote Copse Be Bahia.

Weejay's tail fell as Towhee caught wind of her lack of enthusiasm, commenting upon it in a wry manner that caused the girl to flash the briefest of timid smiles. She hoped she hadn't offended Towhee -- but after a few seconds, it appeared she had little to worry about in that regard.

Relieved, Weejay glanced admiringly up at her elder, wondering if she would ever look so big and fierce. "I like flowers!" Weejay shared, absolutely unabashed by her obsession with flora. "I mean, I guess I could fight but... Elfie always won those and I'm not so good. I like sticking to what I'm good at, cause then no one can make me feel bad about it." She puffed out her chest midstride, causing her to stumble. "You can call me Weej! I don't mind."