The black and purple mare was careful to not step on flowers as she strolled through the meadow. There were bees and other insects that rested on their petals after all, and she didn't want step on them. Not only it would squish the poor creatures, but she didn't want to have a bee sting the inside of her hoof, if that was possible.
Zillzee made her way very slowly as a result. In her mind, there wasn't any need to go faster. She enjoyed the spectacles that nature had to offer, that couldn't be seen by rushing through the grass. Everything from the gentle breeze to the humming of the hidden grasshoppers amused her.
Reaching down to sample a bit of grass, she was surprised by a butterfly that her movement had disturbed. Zillzee became motionless for a while, eager to see where it would land. Her eyes followed the orange thing around, where it stopped on her back for a moment before fluttering off into the sky.
"Bye!" She called out cheerfully and resumed her walk in the sunny field.
