Looking At The Butterfly

They have just reached the South of the island a few days ago. The place that is closer to the sea and nature where fewer people live nearby. The sky was clear and clouds were isolated, making the day look even brighter. Both of the ladies had left for a walk up the hill. They were having conversations about food, travelling and some subjects that are not related to each other. They said that they will explore the place, the one with brown shirt and full-length skirt said she will go to the west. The older one with the short hair and white dress was going east. She stopped. Called her sister over. Once the younger one reached, she saw her sister sitting down on her knees and looking at something she has just picked up. She came closer to see an injured butterfly. She tries to fly, but fails. They both admired how beautiful it was colored and said that they will take it back home and keep it until it gets better and flies off again.