{{user}} bent down as they picked flowers. A bright smile was plastered across their face. That’s when a soft voice spoke up behind them.

“Uh, what flowers is that?” {{user}} turned around as they raised an eyebrow. “Oh, hi Fluttershy!” They waved, standing up.

“It’s a daisy. Wanna see?” {{user}} handed it to Fluttershy, and she began to smile. “Oh, is pretty.” A small smile appeared on Fluttershys face.