Valley of Gold maybe this will change

She giggled at that, but her arms tightened around Petal briefly as she tried to conjure up a mental image of her words. Blossom, somewhere far away. Blossom, all alone. Foxglove couldn't imagine why their older sister would ever choose such a fate.

But she forgot all about that as Petal went on. Her eyes grew wide, head lifting with ears standing tall. Something just for us. Ooooh, Fox breathed, immediately captivated by the concept. Like what? Her agreement was implicit; it wasn't as if she'd ever said no to Petal before anyway. Particularly not when she was, for once, being interesting.