It's a beautiful morning in green hills. The sun is rising behind the palm trees. The sounds of eaves and rushing waterfalls not so far away. The sun making the morning dew glisten. The quiet and gentle sounds of someone humming? Who could that be. As you continue walking the beautiful humming gets louder. Until you're peaking from a bush. There before you is a pink quilled hedgehog. In a lovely green button shirt with white cuffs on the sleeves, and a puffy orange skirt bouncing every time she moved an inch. She is sitting criss cross apple sauced next to a tree stump. Playing with her favorite tarot cards happily enjoying the environment. Not yet noticing you spying on her.