Valley of Gold Girl, you might hold your breath until your breathing stops forever

Her gaze never left the sky, but her nose twitched slightly as Dusty Rose spoke. It's not workin', Fox complained, squinting at the clouds as if that might make them answer her call. Nothing happened.

She sighed and finally looked at Dusty Rose. It always works for mama, Foxglove pointed out sullenly, her tone seeming to demand explanation. Surely he would know where she had gone wrong.