Blacktail Deer Plateau sunrise in the eyes of a flower

Lavender turned her head when she heard the voice, and her small bunny tail began to wriggle. She smiled at her sister and smacked a paw on the ground, playfully but also to usher her over. Easy did so, sitting down and leaning against her, even though she was bigger. Lavender snorted at her comment, finding it silly. What do you mean? Ishara is a gorgeous name. And it prolly means somethin pretty. She said, still looked forwards but letting her head fall against her sister’s shoulder.