Flycatcher Downs you might listen to too much jimmy buffett

@Indra

Everything was so open and she felt so free. Despite the chill of the shifting autumn air, her back was warmed by the present sun. No clouds in the sky to hide her from the warmth.

Her small frame sprinted through the open lands with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She looked positively childish like this but she didn't care. It felt so good to be out of tight spaces. Although she was small, Nebula sometimes felt like she needed millions of miles to stretch her legs.

Of course, she quickly tired herself out and met the earth with a thud. As she rolled onto her back she squinted at the sunny sky. Huffing and heaving, it was obvious she was not going to be moving until she caught her breath again.