Butterflies
Lincoln had been tasked with supervising the Sky People. Learning what he could about them, how disciplined they were. Which so far it seemed like discipline was a joke in this clan.
It was nearly dark when he saw a pretty brunette leave the safety of the camp, following a butterfly, of all things. Curiosity had him following the Sky Girl, keeping high in the trees to avoid being seen.
She stood in the middle of the trees, looking up at all the butterflies. Then slowly more and more began fluttering around her, some even landing on her. Soon she had many covering her arms and sides.
She was laughing, as she looked at them, the blue glow of their wings surrounded her, bathing her in their glow, it heightened her beauty, making her absolutely stunning. Lincoln was as mesmerized with her, as she was with the butterflies.
It had been so long, since he saw this level of innocence and enjoyment of the world, he instantly wanted to know more about this young woman.