Moonspear i'll give you $20 for the tree.

Liffey hadn't expected to find her solitude interrupted, but she wasn't at all bothered by it. She paused in her movement to set her gaze upon a pale female. She was a pretty thing, with eyes that shone like dandelions in the sun. The Blackthorn smiled to see the other's attention turned skyward, which paired with the question upon her tongue.

"Yes, it's my favorite thing to do," she answered with a friendly wag of her tail, "I'm Liffey. Are you a naturalist too?"