Broken Boulder écris une chanson contente

 

and before she knows it, a flurry of flowers is falling down around her!  her mouth is still gaping open and her head is still pointed towards the sky; a single petal of brilliant gold falls in her mouth and she smacks her tongue in distaste against the roof of her mouth in silent protest against its choice in lodging.

she either misses alarian's inquiry entirely or is choosing to be vexatious.  she gathers herself up on all four of her little paws and stares with wide, twinkling eyes at the bundle of herbs.  she looks from alarian to the plants and without thought she picks up a strand of lavender in her mouth, carrying it much like alarian had just been.