Wild Berry Meadow We can fly or we could take this slow

Please do! I’m holding you to that. Bridget quite enjoyed how easily this guy laughed. A lot of strangers she ran across tended to be uptight, and while she got it, exchanging tense small talk wasn’t something she particularly enjoyed. They were alive, snow hadn’t come yet, and the weather was clear. Plenty of things to be enjoyed!

Do you want a little help? Looks like you have it covered, but there’s quite a few nice plants here she might appreciate. Bridget didn’t mind lending a hand. She stood, shaking out her pelt to get rid of the lingering itch of meadow grass, then waited for a confirmation or no.