Swiftcurrent Creek angel dust and my dress just comes undone

whatever you want it to entail, iris raises a brow mischievously, a tiny smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. maybe i'll start planting a bunch of flowers everywhere.
but iris had made the place her home already, ranging slightly ahead to investigate scents that were left upon a tall sequoia. she arches her back and rubs herself against the trunk much in the same way a cat would.
where's your daughter at? i can take a look at her now, if you want.