Dawn Treader Valley Won't make my mama proud, it's gonna cause a scene

@Buckwheat <3

Sunlight broke through the clouds, scattering faint gilded beams across the valley. High noon, and the world was vibrant but subdued all around her. Foxglove couldn't help but be taken by the urge to dance.

So she twirled through the grass, her tail high, her fur whipping in the breeze. Occasionally she stopped to sniff here and there, her gaze inevitably caught by something bright or shining beneath the sunlight. Eventually she would return to her golden sanctuary — but it was beautiful here, too, and she just had to see all of it.