Stone Circle There were roses

He stopped, surprised by the sudden halt in conversation. He flinched at first when she reached out, more startled than anything, and a bit headshy by nature. He warmed almost instantly to the touch and nuzzled into her soft, pale fur. He continued along with her, now trying to brainstorm the different berries they could find. 

"Blue berries, red berries, black berries...Bjarna berries, Skáld berries," He continued smiling slyly to see if she noticed his playful, imagined berries.