Lost Creek Hollow I'm a bashful child

sorry for the wait!!

it was the kind of day that required humming - the sun shone favorably upon the hollow, and the gentle smell of the blooming flowers strengthened and wanes with each gust of wind. and so she did, the tune changing and morphing into something new every few steps, until she noticed the girl standing amongst the clovers and the easy song waned. she stepped easily toward her, closing the distance to one that felt proper for first meetings. "hi! I'm Vuk." the girl was pretty - small and delicate and all the things she was not. "are you looking for something?"