Timber ingored the buzz in her pocket as she stayed chasing the beautiful butterfly. WHOSH! Her net landed on the ground Timber peeked inside, she smiled, and gently grabbed the Birdwing that fluttered its wings. Timber laughed, and put it in her pocket, making sure to leave it open so the butterfly go breath. She also tucked her net into her pocket., making sure it was in so it wouldn't fall out. She sighed and decided to head over Wolfgang's. Even though he was rude sometimes, and most of the time cranky, he and Timber were great friends. Although, Timber knew that many of the other people in Groelle prefered to stay away from his crouchie side. She knocked on his door and entered, with a smile on her face. Wolfgang had always wanted a Birdwing, and this would be speacil for him.
"What's up, Wolfy?" Wolfgang turned to look at his friend with a smile, and added her nickname in there just for extra measure. Wolfgang was the only one she let call her something else other than Timber.
"I brought you something!" Timber said, with a smile and seeked through pockets, wondering where his present went.
Wolfgang's face lit up, he always liked presents, escaplly when they came from Timber.
Timber pulled the green butterfly from her pocket and showed it to Wolfgang.
Wolfgang gasped and hugged Timber, The Birdwing was his must wanted insect.