Serpent Lake I should practice my courtesy~

there is a voice! and it comes to ask a question! perhaps they did not know that butterflies are horrible with questions, even if they are meant to be rhetorical and left unanswered. Pancakes comes closer now, and if able, she'd sit like a beautiful crown atop the head of this new friend. if not, perhaps she'd find somewhere, like a paw or rock, to instead come to rest her wings on.

she thinks of this question, and her answer is anything but helpful.

"I come into the peace of wild things."
(Pancakes has grown quiet in her voice as to not disturb the thoughts coming from below)

"For a time,
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free."
(Pancakes never learned to fear snakes, but there was an odd sensation of safety atop of Legend)

she desperately wants to know what Legend thinks.