Hushed Willows fluttering wings

spring, ah, she could not wait utnil this season. it was true that she found the winter beautiful she adored how the light caught the world on fire, reminding her of orlaith's fur. she loved how the snow and ice glittered  and sparkled under any form of light but there was something about spring that made the butterfly hum a little louder. the colors, oh the colors. the vibrancy, the scents, oh how she could not wait for spring. she would be able to see the delicate wings of butterflies, feel the heat of the sun in the sky— 

oh my, she was no longer alone. the voice rang out in the silence causing the little healer to jump in surprise, even give a very soft yip, what had she said? periwinkle eyes moved to meet the dual colors of silver and violet, ah, it was lumiya. "queen lulu, of course!" she gave a gentle smile, "how is this morinin' treatin' you?"