Emberwood every oyster

Sophia was not a baby that napped, or one that could be easily dissuaded – from anything. When she not only refused to stay inside, but also inspired her white twin to mischief, Cambria did not have much of a choice. They would be permitted to explore - A LITTLE BIT, and whilst being closely watched by two sets of adult eyes.

Sophia flounced back and forth between Victoria the invisible line named Not Too Far, nipping and slobbering on the former's ear each time she visited. "UAH! UH!" the eager pup vocalized - look how far we can go!

The leaves of the quivering aspen had begun to turn orange. A breeze, sensing Cambria's anxiety, dislodged a few that were ready for the last descent. They rained down on the girls and began to dance, tossed this way and that by Mother Nature, who had raised many troublesome young.