All aboard!

Try as she might, there wasn't a lot for Whisper to hold on to, she couldn't stretch her legs wide enough to grab on to anything so she just kinda pancaked and jostled against her fathers wings as they made their way to the meadow. When he asked if she wanted to hop down or direct him she began to wiggle, “Down! down!” She wriggled and jiggled as she got closer to the ground, almost shimmying down her fathers shoulder.

Her rear hit the earth with a small oof but she didn't let that slow her down for long, pouncing between the tall grasses, some towering over her head like trees. None of these flowers smelled familiar, or looked like the right colour so she moved past them, intent on getting something that might be useful for her Mumma.

And there it was, in its glorious yellow flowered beauty. If it had been laying on the ground, the main stem might have even come close to being as long as her dad, but she didn't need the whole thing, just some of the flowers... which... now that she looked at the tall goldenrod plant, maybe she would have to get back on her dad's shoulder to reach. “Uppy up! This one! But I wanna pick it!” after all, it had to be perfect if she was going to give it to her mother.

“Speech”