The scent of flowers pulled him from the borders. Their fruity and fragrant scent dancing on the breeze. A small fragile little petal moved along beside pollen.
Rhonen made it to the meadow a small little smile as he admired the way the bees buzz buzzed around the flowers. Their tiny legs heavy with pollen.
He found a small spot and lay down, belly down. Head on paws and watched. He was not easily hidden in the flowers. Much too large now. Rivaling even his father. But there was a gentle soul in the giants body.
Rhonen made it to the meadow a small little smile as he admired the way the bees buzz buzzed around the flowers. Their tiny legs heavy with pollen.
He found a small spot and lay down, belly down. Head on paws and watched. He was not easily hidden in the flowers. Much too large now. Rivaling even his father. But there was a gentle soul in the giants body.
May 16, 2024, 02:24 PM
The jelly to Rhonen’s peanut butter, aka: always around and awesome—her sunkissed brother might have been relaxing in the field of flowers, but it wouldn’t take long for the moonkissed counterpart to gather some of the colorful petals from the plants, and without warning or preamble, raining them over Rhonen’s head like confetti.
“Pay attention to me,” she huffed, flashing her brother a grin and giving a sway of her soot-tipped tail.
“Pay attention to me,” she huffed, flashing her brother a grin and giving a sway of her soot-tipped tail.
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