I only appeared so I could fade away

The little violet lass was beginning to enjoy the outside. It was a wonderful place, and every day brought a new adventure. She'd walked very far from home today, following the faint, sweet aroma that was teasing her. What was this place? Everything was colourful, and flowers were abundant. The trees looked old, but they were still not very big. What kind of trees were these? The lavender girl ambled a short distance into the orchard, smiling happily as the welcoming scents enveloped her. Boy, that was a long walk, and now her feet kind of hurt. With a long yawn, the purple darling collapsed in a heap on the new spring grass. It was nice and soft, perfect for a little nap.

She lazed there in the early afternoon sun, rather enjoying the peaceful ambiance of this place. Birds trilled overhead, and she could smell other things living here. Sometimes a branch would creak, and leaves would rustle, announcing the presence of something much bigger than her. However, nothing attacked her, and the deer continued eating without disturbance. The fawns had been born very recently, and though the doe's should be wary of a little lilac babe snoozing in the grass, they couldn't be bothered. Every now and again her eyelashes would flutter against her cheek as dreams found her, and her tail would thump enthusiastically against the terra, but she did not awake.

It wasn't until a little white butterfly chose to land upon her snout that the wee one chose to awaken, stirred by the tickle of it's little feet against her nostrils. Blinking bleary eyes, she was amazed by this little delicate creature upon her muzzle. A grin crept onto her features, tail quivering in the grass. A muffled sound of awe escaped her, and she fought back a giggle of delight. It was so pretty! The tickle of it's feet was beginning to become too much for her nose, and she fought back the sneeze building in her sinuses. She didn't want to scare away the butterfly, she wanted to watch it try fruitlessly to harvest pollen from her lilac coat.

However, she would not be so lucky. A rather adorable expulsion of air had her scootching backwards onto her rump, and scaring away the pretty little bug. With a frown and a disappointed whine, she watched it flutter away to find it's pollen elsewhere. Well, that was no fun!