Wapun Meadow water become wine

her movements were slow and rhythmic as she progressed across the budding fields of wildflowers, their colors a refreshing sight from the wintry landscape she was so accustomed to. with the season's change came a discovery, one she would have preferred to remain without given it's unpleasant nature. a sneeze gave away the mystery, though it was her reddened eyes that secured the truth. it seems she is blessed with the unfortunate fate of seasonal allergies - an irritating realization if there ever was one.

seeking to find relief away from the pollen that so ruthlessly attacked her, the willowy yearling immediately made way for the comfort of woodland and shade. another discover was made here in the fact that she was not alone. any hope of slipping past unnoticed was thrown out the window with yet another sneeze, and so after recovering, she simply stood there and stared, baby blues bright against the irritated red.