The fabric between your hooves, an extension of you, flows;
Singing pretty melodies under the sun-- you know,
as you move along the plane: it's the love,
it’s the love, that will keep you in the game
Nimbus: Oh, no way. Is that..? I better get out of here before they spot me. So much for enjoying a day at the park. Those are the last people I’d like to run into right now.
It’d been a minute since I took any photos of Koala or Summer, hadn’t it?
They both agree they miss the warmer weather, but autumn is still pleasant. Koala found a gecko and spent some time looking for bugs to feed it while Summer tried to write a song about sunburns and sea-salt. Not the worst way to spend a grey day.