“Oh, oh, and that wildebeest, his horns were the coolest...." she went on, telling me another of her adventures.
“You're not afraid of animals at all?"
“No, not really. Animals aren't like people. They can instinctively tell who is good and who is not. As long as they know we are good, they will be good to us."
I thought it was an interesting take, but I didn't say anything more about it at the moment. I had another question for her.
“And what are you doing out here in the woods all alone?" I asked her, imagining she'd been out hunting some majestic animal.
Tapping her chin, she said, “Um, have you heard of the Sun Blossom flower?"
I felt my eyes widening, but I said nothing, so she continued.
“You know, the flower that grows on the side of the mountains. I've heard they're beautif
