The grass hasn't died, felt soft and almost as if spring was getting closer and closer. Technically it was, but right now she just wanted to think about taking a nap perhaps. There were clouds, many clouds in different shapes. 'That one looks like a fluffy bunny...' she thought as some arrow shape cloud appeared. 'There's an arrow...' she thought coldly and then saw that the cloud went through the bunny.....
''Well, that's sort of depressing then... Even in the sky things die I suppose.'' she spoke softly and calmly, relaxing.