"Ah, I might have tales...that I might." Replied Storm faintly with a small grin. Already his unease about Flora was getting to him. Especially since Hadrian had said he loved flowers. Even without flowers, usually she'd be back on her hooves by now...Looking up at the clouds the centaur silently counted. '3....2....1....'
"You do!" The sudden shrill cry of glee broke the silence. Flora was beaming and had grabbed Hadrian's upper arms. "That's great!" Her eyes were like bright green jewels by now and sparkling like crazy. "Hadrian you should come with me and help me pick some more flowers! I could make you something..." She trailed off and gave him glistening eyes, "Pretty please?"
In the background, Storm was grinning. 'I knew it...'