Foxy moved ahead, its tails swaying behind it. Eva lay face down on its back, staring absently at the trees.
"I'm bored…" Eva groaned, turning onto her back and stretching her hand toward the sky.
Clouds were scattered across the blue sky, dimming the sunlight as though it might rain.
But it hadn't rained during the three days they had been there. It seemed the sky was storing up rain.
"So, entertainment around here. Novel… nah, music… nah. Nothing. Maybe I should introduce those things here." Eva was muttering to herself when a burst of inspiration lit up her mind.
She straightened up, her gaze darting around for Ethan.
Only to realize she had separated from them.
"Foxy, take me to them," Eva instructed, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She couldn't wait to tell them about her ideas.
She could write novels; she had read enough to remember some unique, interesting stories, but for music… she wasn't sure.
