Sawtooth Spire All that you are is all that I'll ever need.

A purr too came from the lips of Elke aa it mimicked her sisters. The tree was large, strong, like her parents said and one day too they would be big and strong. Maybe just not that big. But Elke couldnt help but think how pretty the tree was. The sweet smell of sap it had, the bright and vibrant colors of its leaves, the rustling of the branches and of course, how well it shaded them in the bright like. It cloaked them all much like time and time before her mother had shielded them against her belly. 

Her thoughts went on, still far too young to place them into any words. She smiles and yawns, content to keep snuggling against her mother and enjoy the open air.