Steenee ♀️

In a sunlight-drenched clearing, a Steenee hops among wildflowers. Her feet barely touch the ground before she spins again. The scent of sweet fruit floats in the air.

"Nee... nee~!"

She spins gracefully, dropping a few small leaves that sparkle with the morning dew. Her eyes narrow with delight as she gently taps her feet together in a small "tap-tap," as if practicing her stomp.

She stops next to a bush full of berries. She sniffs excitedly, lets out a cheerful “Stii~!”, and picks one up with her hands. She sits cross-legged, rocking her head from side to side as she eats it, letting out soft sounds of satisfaction.

Nee-nee-nee~!

Suddenly, a butterfly flies by. Steenee jumps and chases after it, laughing with a “Tii~!” as the wind ruffles the leaves of its green “crown.”

She hasn't noticed that some eyes are watching her from the nearby trees...