Duskfire Glacier baby doll, you need some rock & roll

Not aware of the presence of her giant bodyguard, Maera allowed her head to droop in defeat, all while letting the deepest sigh of her existance to slip from her lips. She had hoped finding a flower would be easier, that it would simply pop in front of her feet while she went by. The lazy pup hadn't considered the possibility of failure when she had begun her journey. She had hoped she would come home triumphant with said flower clutched in her mouth as a present for either mommy of Jokull.(not understanding thatif she pulled the tiny plant of the ground it would end its life)

Another pitiful moan erupted from her lips as she realized that finding a flower wasn't as easy. It was then that she noticed her father looming over her like a knight in a shiny armor. Her face lit up as he lowered himself to meet her, her tail suddenly thumping against the ground happily. She didn't have the moral (or energy because she is a lazy butt) to stand but she did raise her paw in an attempt to bat his nose with her paw.

"For the flowah!" she barked energetically as if it were obvious what she was up to. "Do you know where she is Daddy?" she asked, assigning the delicate flowers a femenine pronoun. Pretty things were meant to be girls right?
Exept for Daddy, Valtyr and Larus, they were the only pretty boys