Valley of Gold maybe this will change

The warmth of a family member was far better than anything the sun provided.

She allowed herself to be held and melted beneath Foxglove. Content to be rested upon, she nearly could have nearly dozed off like this! She refrained for her sister's sake more than anyone else's though.

Soft laughter bubbled up from her at the declaration of their mother being gross.

Petal hardly minded. She figured that if anything her mother so very much deserved it. Had her sisters seen what laid beneath the beautiful fur? She shoved aside the thought in favor of focusing on the good.

Bet Blossom's looking at a whole lotta grass, too. Maybe not the grass here, but out there somewhere. A thought to keep them all connected together despite whatever distance laid between them.

Yet despite her penchant for unity, the idea that struck her next was perhaps not so aligned to that.

We should find something. Just for us.