Angry Sky

The sun has risen. The morning is cool and crisp, and the first droplets of a new rainstorm fall on Roland's head as he drives the wagon.

But Roland doesn't mind the weather, he's spent years upon years riding through worse conditions.

"It's raining!!"

This is the first thing May says upon waking up.

Not good morning.

Not even a yawn.

Apparently the sound of raindrops woke her and she's so excited by it for some reason she just has to announce it.

As if none of the adults surrounding her can possibly have noticed.

But there she is.

Fully awake, despite her yawns and bed hair.

Celeste chuckles and smooths out the girl's messy hair, "Good morning, May. How are you feeling today?"

"Gooooood."

Roland grunts a sleepy greeting from where he's driving.