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Butterflies surrounded the other, fluttering as far as where Lumi stood a ways away. One twirled around her head, then returned  to the kaleidoscope that had formed. Now, that was the prettiest word to call a group of butterflies ever. Do away with swarm and flutter; kaleidoscope was where it was at. She followed the wonders, unraveling herself in slow motion, and she was spotted in doing so. She twitched an ear and curtsied in greeting.

That sounds lovely - though I'm afraid I'll scare them away. I'm all wet, you see, so I need to be careful not to get them wet too. She'd noticed that, whenever a butterflies' wings were wet, they could not fly anymore. Surely this wasn't good... But Lumi was exaggerating how bad it was, unknowingly, for when monarchs got wet they could simply dry themselves off in the sun in the same manner that Lumi herself wanted to dry off.