Tell me a story.

A smile crossed the younger womans lips, as softer pale cherry pools scanned the area that Atreyu called Fern Gulley. The weather seemed to not touch all of the territory but patches of burnt grass from the heat and a few patches scattered around. Wondering if it was due to the ground holding more moisture than other areas around them. Around those that called Boreas home. The heat hasn't been kind to anyone, growing more and more with each day it seemed. Fairytale allowed her paws to carry her, although a step from Atreyu was two maybe even three from Fairytale. However the girl didn't mind.

"I can't imagine how though. This ground must hold better moisture than other lands around. There's a few patches were the grass's got too much sun but not many." All the colors, all the beauty around her, Fairytale couldn't keep it all held in much longer. Her tail waving behind her in excitement as catching up to Atreyu. "Do you think all lands could have held on this well during this heat? Or do you think some of it dried up due to the weather and it's embrace." The younger girl looked around the land, seeing the plants still thrive and hold on.

"Speech"