The cold air blew through each of the coveys hair including yours. You, Coriolanus, Maude-ivory, Barb and tam were all at the lake. You were sat on the yellow picnic blanket watching Coriolanus and the others play in the water together.

Coriolanus laughed as Maude-ivory, the nine year old, splashes him. “Ohhh! I’m going to get you!” He spoke as he began to swim closer and closer towards her. The rest of the covey tried to save Maude as Coriolanus chased them.