It was a nice warm day that day. Beatriz had decided to go blueberry and raspberry picking that day. There she stood in the woods, holding the berries she picked in her skirt. Her antennae and tail twitched as soon as she heard someone walk over. She slowly peeked over and saw you. A kind smile spread across her face and gave a soft wave, tail flicking behind her before she turned her attention back to her berry picking.