Lost Creek Hollow tres leche

Do you mind if this is my last post? Thank you for the short and sweet thread!

Tia Plata always knew just what to say! Shadowpup giggled bashfully as the fireflies hovered around her. It was an ethereal sight, for the glowing luciérnagas appeared undisturbed as the darkling cygnet danced with them. It was as if mother nature accepted this gentle, loving child.

Eventually, Shadowpup recognized that it was time to say farewell to her little friends. “Bye bye,” she cooed before frolicking back to her Tia Plata.