Sweet Trees Are Made of These~

She had ventured out from the watchful eye of her grandfather. But it was fine, she was just going to the orchard, and as far as she was aware, Fireside was right next door so if she got into trouble, they were close enough that she could call for help if need be. She sauntered through the trees, looking up at the empty branches. It seemed nothing really grew in winter, did it? That was disappointing...she was hoping to try one of the sweet fruits her grandfather often mentioned. Oh well, she supposed she would just have to be patient...that sucked. She didn't wanna wait, but there was nothing else she could really do about it...