She frolicked about in the forest until she realized that it would be more appropriate to walk. She was the type of person who wondered what life would be like if trees were sentient. She was also the type of person who assumed that others placed her in such a category.
She leapt back in surprise. “Aaaah!” she cried, also in surprise.
“What’s this? Weren’t you the one wishing I were capable of thought?”
“Er, why yes! What do you think about, tree?”
“I’m a tad thirsty, to be honest.”
“Well, that was disappointing.” And she walked away.