Dragoncrest Cliffs they feel a way, oh wow.

"So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night!" 

it is a song that carries the clementine butterfly from the meadow and towards the roaring coast. and she has never seen such beauty within her eyes. the wind has never tasted so salty before, and the breeze has never swept her up so effortlessly before. was this what all the land-dwelling animals and the ocean swimmers got to see and experience every day by the sand?

"I hate to go and leave this pretty sight!"

truly the meadow was wonderful, along with the lady shadow that she had encountered and swapped lyrics with. but a butterfly was not given wings to remain stagnant, they were designed for freedom and spontaneity. and thus, here she was on her next great adventure.

and upon the rock and sand and evergrowing light, Pancakes finds another face to see. and curiosity brings the butterfly closer to Miette, fluttering about her ears as a trill-like giggle comes to leave her. what joy it was to see youth!

"hey! what's your name?" she comes to ask, thinking of it as being such a silly song lyric she heard once.